Saturday, November 28, 2009
Leaflet to advertise a studio sale- I want to sell paintings which are sitting here in storage, but monotypes will also be available.
It's best if buyers look on the Flicker website first and I can find the work, some of which is wrapped or in portfolios:
The prices are ridiculously low!
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
I haven't painted realistically for almost a year and the idea of working in that way has regained the sort of mystique needed for me to be find it exciting again.
I've primed six canvases. I'll be working near here on the sort of broken down buildings that I've been featuring in my paintings, and which seem to be disappearing from my neighbourhood fast.
Friday, November 20, 2009
The arms of the praying girl move up and down continuously- part of a display at Beiramar Shopping Mall, Florianopolis
Christmas is coming. By late October the decorations have appeared throughout the West. Brazil isnt as bad as the UK. I guess the custom, imported from the Germany via the USA) hasn't yet grown roots. And all the winter references seem particularly anachronistic in summer in a tropical country.
Ergo, the displays that I can see, (apart from some lights hanging along the flyway near my flat) are in the shopping malls, and like the shops there they have the feeling of a foreign presence, as if implanted by aliens.
However, I suppose that, as Brazillian per capita income increases, this hideous festival will become more deeply and widely embedded in the culture. It affords a very obvious way to celebrate material success.
I am always puzzed as to how to deal with it. Part of me wishes to refuse, totally and outright, to participate in present giving or any of the decorating because it seems coerced and manipulated. But this approach leads too quickly to boorishness. So, with as little fuss as I can, I buy a few cheap things to give just before Christmas and help cook something special on the 24th.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Two months ago I walked past here and there was a green wooden house and a "For Sale" sign.
Now there's a wasteland surrounded by blocks whose design suggests a minimum of imagination or design quality. The city hasn't sought fit to reserve land for parks or recreational spaces despite allowing such high density housing.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
The rate of demolition in this area of Florianopolis is so rapid that soon all the original buildings will have gone and there will only be the sort of faceless condominiums you can see being constructed in the distance in both these images.
I ought, then, to hurry and record more of these old houses. They aren't of first grade architectural quality, but they do have personality.
Being a foreigner here makes me feel impotant to do anything to stop this process of destruction.