SUNRISE.

12-w750This painting is one that took me long hours and many days to complete.  All the varnishes and glitter also make it extremely difficult to photograph.  Who sees it in real life gets a very different feel to it to those who see it on photo. Mostly because it is so huge,  with all the different effects of light it has that it is impossible to photograph it without  loosing its  various effects. I even had a film crew here  who to tried to film it but the result was far from flattering.  This is a painting that breathes. It is a painting that needs to be looked at as one walks across the room  . A painting that has to be seen from far and as you  walk slowly closer and closer to it , it changes  with you. Alas, I do not have such a big space to give it what it deserves so it is lying quietly in my studio.

But what is it about and how did it come along?

‘Sunrise’  is based on a model of Saint George, on our Maltese flag’s George Cross. It is meant to be a Maltese symbol, but as I worked along something changed. Saint George retained his knighthood, but he became the sun, and the dragon he was slaying turned into his incredible  pet tiger and together , they take over  the girl’s dreams waking her up, maybe from her nightmares, who knows. Only Maltese people who have slept on a beach on a hot summer day, and  have experienced the hot sun rays  of  the early summer sun  on their skin can maybe understand what this painting is really about. You know, when the sun is that hot that it burns into your skin like it’s got   claws…

 

The importance of sketching- Images from my sketchbook

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There is nothing more important for an artist than a sketchbook.To think I hated sketchbooks up until I graduated. I never was someone to keep a neat one especially because my ideas are so scattered and my love for  large scale canvases has never really helped either.

Nowadays, I never execute a painting with some careful studies. It just is so helpful .

These are  some of the images I have been working on this week . My new intergalactic

people,  Astral travellers I meet during my travels at night.

Will post more images shorty.

 

 

 

About Love again, this time, for my cats.

Anyone who follows me on social media knows I love cats.

I have always had a special relationship with my felines, although some of them are just

headstrong and independent, I cannot help but love them.

These are just some of the paintings  in which I painted my pets, in different forms.

One  can  be a bit perplexed to see a leopard painted and I am saying it is my pet.

But in my world, the world of magical transformation, my cat can turn into a lion, a

leopard and tiger whenever he pleases.

Magic Realism

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This is one of the artworks that has taken me the longest hours.

I had just moved into my studio in Valletta, and wanted to show Valletta through a

different lens.  This painting is about Barrakka Gardens at night.

I had just come over from a long stay in Madrid where I had deepened my

knowledge  of magical,  the surreal and the superstitious.

One thing I had learnt from the Spanish is to be  myself with a passion . I cannot hide the

fact, that nothing left an impact on my persona and my character as the books I read

when I was a child.

Magic realist literature from latin America   strengthened my need of the absurd and

fantastical so I just decided to turn Barrakka Gardens, into a magical garden of fairies ,

cherubs and incredible animals. The garden I painted  is only visible like this to

children  who like Antonio Sciortino’s les Gavroches, are wandering starry eyed at the

marvels around them.

 

Where the Wild things are- I wanted a boy like Max.

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When I was pregnant, I spent endless hours  thinking about 2 things. The name I was going to give my son, and the books I was going to read to him. The  thing about being in a strong and healthy relationship is the fact that certain decisions have to be made by both parents. So I couldn’t really have my way with his name, but maybe that was a good thing. On the other hand, the great thing about being in a strong healthy relationship  is that  parents divide their duties with their children and in this case, literature and education were left totally in my hands.

I spent hours looking for the best picture books with the best stories possible and out of everything, Where the Wild things are, just stood out in every sense. In my eyes, little Max causing mischief of all kinds, sent to bed without dinner, and then dreaming of becoming the king of the Wild things is just too perfect a way to describe a boy.To think that in all this book maybe has 10 sentences and that it is mostly made of pictures makes it even more powerful.

I never managed to find a wolf suit, but I did dress my baby as a wild little cuddly bear. I took some snaps when he was asleep but I drew his sleepy face whilst I was wearing him in  the carrier. I really hope my son grows up to have an incredible imagination  like Max. It would make his childhood magical.

And whilst I was drawing him, I kept repeating to myself…’I’ll eat you up I love you so’