Eclectic Art Moments

I am cycling in a 92 degree Michigan afternoon (one of  the few warm days of the Great Lakes this summer), going up the hills and barely breaking a sweat. I am on my 16th mile and not even breathless. What's going on?  My thoughts are taking over!!!! The only image in my visual field is that painting. Where did the years go? As my son is getting ready to move to college, I can't help but look back and think of different places, different times. If the colors could talk, one would hear laughter and cries, happiness and frustration, talks and arguments, excitment and pain but all along, you could feel and hear love. My eyes are filled with tears, sadness and joy, pride and new expectations. It's a new life I need to learn to embrace.

In the streets of Paris, the camera had to focus on a shop window, a color, a nicely written name, a bicycle parked somewhere, an apartment window decorated with geraniums, a door, an arch... There is no way I can publish hundreds of pictures. Just a few are enough to inspire.

                                                                                                                                                              Crazy city, noisy, crowded, smoky... Mainly beautiful. Beyrouth, je t'aime!

For me, it's all about The Old Man And The Sea I was walking back from Ile de la cité on rue de la Bucherie when I saw a green shop window with a yellow top.  Shakespeare and Company . Hum… First it was my interest in all the Parisian shop windows but now it’s the name of the store. Many people might have heard of this little place. I have not. I moved  closer to take pictures of the old closed doors and shortly decided to come back later during the day to see it when it opens I am not totally sure why but it seemed interesting to me. It turned out to be an English language literature library and bookshop. It opened in the early years of the 20 th  century in a different location and moved afterwards to its present one (due to historic events, interesting to read). Many famous authors spent time in it (slept there too) I couldn’t hide my excitement when I knew that the author of “The old man and the sea” (one of my all time favorites) stayed and worked t...

My brush can never be faithful to the beauty of the Mediterranean colors,  its waves and certainly not the power of its music. I attempted to capture just its colors at sunrise and the result was a mosaic on ceramics.

This set contains details  normally found in Italian ceramics. My first encounter with beautiful, hand painted ceramic was in  Tivoli, a historic town about 30 km east of Rome in Italy.  I kept a minuscule yellow, blue and white ring bowl from my teen years that reminds me of this fascinating country and culture. Once I started making this set, details started pouring. Inspiration finds its way... always!

I was wandering about the streets of downtown Chicago when the new and the old brought back images of my hometown Beirut. It's the city feel that stays in my heart. It's the eye  watching the city  from a balcony. This is one still angle that misses the vibrance and the action visible to my eye even in this tranquility. sold