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Tijucas, sea, January, oil on card, 18 x 16 cm
Tijucas is a small town, just north of Florianópolis, which features some stunning neo-classical buildings. It stretches out along a river leading to this estuary The light is very fine and I will return.
This is the first picture of the 2015 which I hope will be a confident year: one always hopes to find a new, radically different approach, but the most successful changes are usually gradual, often involving somewhat painful reflection.
I am blessed and curse with such a variety of beautiful views here: I say cursed because often the best pictures come from motifs that are less immediately attractive, but which force one to consider and invent to a greater degree, as well as taking one away from picture-postcard obviousness. However, visiting such places can be dangerous and is certainly unpleasant.
In Brazil, such motifs include the strange interzones between city and country with their miles of squalid housing, repair years, rubbish dumps and general dilapidation.
Monday, January 5, 2015
Ten recent sales: the pictures are, from from top left corner: Arch, Potosi; View of Cochabamba; A small town near Alfredo Wagner; Auraucaria Tree, Alfredo Wagner; Houses by the river, Alfredo Wagner; Small town near Palhoça; Looking down on the lake, Lagoa; Flowers on a red background; Flowers, first of July; Joaquina, November.
All date from 2014.
It's always a pleasure to sell works: money is wonderful, of course, but so is the feeling of finding a home for them. There is something very sad about paintings in racks- like finding books in storage boxes. Art works are made to be seen and enjoyed.
The cost of pochades (smaller pictures less than 25 x 25 cm in size- such as the pictures in this posting) is 120 pounds per item, or other currency equivalent.
Allow up to 28 days for delivery. Postage and packing anywhere costs 20 pounds for up to three items.
I accept payment through Pal Pal, UK or Brazillian cheque, and direct transfer to my British or Brazillian accounts.
There are discounts for multiple sales.
If you are interested in obtaining work from this site please write to me at: Tadeusz598@yahoo.co.uk. Or add me on Facebook or Skype to talk directly.
Thursday, January 1, 2015
Yard, Lapa, Parana, oil on card, 16 x 17 cm
Truckstop, Lapa, Parana, oil on card, 15 x 17.5 cm
These are probably extremely tedious places to live in for any person with cultural ambitions, but they have a certain vigour and basicness which I find striking.
Lapa is a charming town, well preserved with fine architecture from the last and 19th centuries. I stayed in the beautifully restored Pousada Tropeiro.
It was built along a ridge, three parallel streets with perpendicular crossings, and the occasional square. There are fine views of the surrounding countryside.
I liked the town and the people there who were the right side of friendly: not overbearing: a good-natured community, in that way that characterises many small towns in Brazil: unpretentious yet gracious. Brazilians have a tendency to gossip, but they are much less interfering than the British, who, ironically, while priding themselves on their mind my own business culture, in reality are among the most interfering busybodies on the planet, eager to pry, rebuke and report on anyone who appears to be even moderately unusual.
As is normal in the interior, the vast size of food portions in restaurants are is matched by their mediocrity in quality. But as I grew up in Scotland, where eating out is classified as a severe form of masochism by psychiatrists and culinary experts alike, this did not phase me in the least.
I'd wanted to revisit Itaiópolis on the way back: the town's Polish and Ukrainian history is peculiar, with Ukrainian Orthodox and Polish churches, and I like the setting, deep in hills and pine forests- rather romantic. But the rain came and was certain not to go for a few days and, I made my way back to Florianópolis via Lages.