for some time now I have been hooked on Ramen and the following is an extract of the hundreds of drawings that have Ramen as major inspiration and ‘raison d’être’
It was Ramen that led me to start drawing on the tablet, I mix analogical and digital drawing
I start with an ink drawing
and then I play with the tablet
or I play by drawing directly over photos, these two are drawn over a photo of a Cairo sunset
or I draw on the tablet creating elements I can arrange and rearrange in different ways
the drawing apps can give unprecedented possibilities but nevertheless the analogical drawing capacities are paramount for good results
my preferred jewelry medium in this moment is iron wire, I love the color the strength and its movement
Again I asked a friend, artist and photographer Piero Aricò to interpret these pieces in his way, and again it was a wonderful surprise.
he made strange creatures out of my necklaces
captured the movement and also the sensuality of these pieces
transformed them into abstract signs
air snakes or underwater plants
Thank you Piero for your eyes that show me new possibilities.
To share experiences is one of my aims in this period. I have been very unsteady with my blog in the last years. Months of silence and then some ‘nervous’ activity and then silence again.
This is a moment of ‘nervous’ activity. Why? I don’t really know, maybe because a lot of things are happening, life is changing new projects coming up and the blog helps me to keep track of what I am doing.
Shalateen, mysterious place is the title I gave to this post. If you look the place up it is a tiny dot on the map, Egypt almost 350 km south of Marsa Alam near to the Sudanese border.
a little Beduin village, maybe not that little at the end there is a quite big camel market and a bank and a little handcraft shop, lots of children, beautiful people, lots of goats and the 4 of us Lili, Piero, Dina, me plus Ibrahim giving a workshop on Makrame techniques in leather to the ladies of the village.
I know this photo does not look like work, it was shot on the day of our departure.
We taught but we also learned a lot, there is lots to learn from the ladies
They hold the strings with their beautifully designed feet, the henna designs they do is absolutely amazing
this is my hand, I could not stop looking at it,
we worked a lot, 9 days without break with classes of 14 to 19 ladies. It was tough but also wonderful and enormously enriching.
the classrooms were simple but we had everything we needed and the outcomes were quite good for all of us
the very particular goat leather the ladies prepare was surprising for us and the results with the Makrame very interesting
Piero our photographer was of immense help, but not always welcome by the ladies
and then there was Ibrahim our guide, without him nothing would have been possible.
Here I got him together with Piero, while the ladies were working Ibrahim and Piero went to the market to smoke Shisha, eat wonderful falafel and other goodies from the area, especially the incredible coffee they make. But these activities have not been documented- unfortunately
Some months ago I invited Martino Margheri a friend and wonderful photographer to shoot a series of photos in my studio. I wanted to document a certain state of mind and of things and to ‘freeze’ a moment for myself.
I wanted to see my studio and with it my work through the eyes of somebody else, what would be chosen, what would be enhanced, what would be left out…….
Isn’t work always about selection, or better living equals selecting, what does our brain decide to select of the innumerable inputs that arrive every second through our nerves.
Martino selected 40 shots from many more he took, I did not see the discarded ones and did not interfere in his selection. Now in this post I selected again the 20 photos I wanted to show. Are they the best ones -no they are the ones that in this given moment of time, I selected to go on the internet, and maybe some might be chosen by someone I don’t know and end up in another selection, selection, selection
they guide the visitors through the space, watching, listening, but at the end the visitor knows they don’t care
a room to really work, what is real work? hammers files, some little machine
books, computer, writing table, the window to lean out and observe the square below
and again ladies watching….
but also not
and drawings on the walls