Artist in Berlin

Young artist living and working at Berlin, Germany. You can find him here: http://apparaggi.blogspot.it/

Dishes and wishes

January 1st 2012

January 1st 2013

 Last year I've started taking pictures right after I've washed the dishes. That went on for over a month, and the resolutions for the new year has been to take at least one picture a day. I haven't kept the promise I made to myself, and I put aside the project.
With the new year, I renewed the resolutions, and so, today I've shoot the first picture of my clean dishes. I don't know if there will be a picture a day; but once a week would be fine.
They seem so alike: Four glasses, two for water and two for wine, the moka and the cups for coffee, and of course the pots and pans. Just like last year. Ok. It can be monotonous; but at the same time, that means that this year we have been together and well.
This for the Dishes. Now the Wishes. As in the fairy tales, I have three to start with:

1) Go to visit son in Germany. I miss him so!
2) Keep my blog updated.
3)Finish my stash of fabrics, buttons, ribbons, zips, corks... Yes, I am a hoarder! :)

What are your three wishes?

HAPPY NEW YEAR MY FRIENDS!

Corner View "White"

"White"... Like Rome last February... Remember juanita tortilla and michela coin? I know I've said that in Rome "never snow"... that "Roman Winters are wonderful"... Ok. But  you two have had Fontana di Trevi all for you!...  And I had a wonderful time, with you two! 

friendship

About three years ago, a friend gave it to me a printed fabric ready to cut out two dolls. A blogger friend suggested the names for them, and as they were two English ladies, she said "Hermione and Gertrude" it will fit all right for them. I meant to sell them at some Summer Craft Fair; but then, a friend opened a small jewelry shop, and asked me to help her with it.
She fell in love with Hermione and Gertrude, so the shop became their home as our avatars. I was Gertrude and she was Hermione.
We had a lot of fun at the shop, crafting, repairing and selling. Frequently, we repaired old, loved jewelry: fake pearl necklaces, some aunt or grandmother's legacy, that we stringed with knots as if it were the Queen's one.
I've been in the shop for about a year and a half. Then, my husband retired and we decided to stay at our holiday home for a long time...
From time to time, I came back to check the bills and the house, and we talk about how we were happy at the shop...
Suddenly, the 1st of August, the day of her Birthday, Serena-Hermione, left alone Juana-Gertrude...They  will remember me of our friendship for ever, sweet Serena...
And I will miss you always...

CV "Spirituality"

Some "CV" ago, I think I talk about this theme; anyway, I love to have the opportunity to talk again. I am a housewife, it has been a choice since I decided to found a family, more than thirty years ago. 
It has been a great change for a girl who backpacked  the world in the 70's. I discovered the pains and joys of housekeeping, and the joys of motherhood despite the solitude with a baby without a mother or siblings nearby to help. I hated (and still do) go to the supermaket, 
But still today, when I am at the sink, after I have feed my family, with all the dishes waiting to be washed, that I take my time to meditate and to think about life and the fate or whatever brought me here and about the time that has passed by so in a hurry.
 A couple of years ago, a person asked me why I do not have a dishwasher. I told her. And she sent me a book and a note with this words:

"To my mind, the idea that doing the dishes is unpleasant can occur only when you are not doing them. Once you are standing in front of the sink with your sleeves rolled up and your hands in warm water, it really is not so bad. I enjoy taking my time with each dish, being fully aware of the dish, the water, and each movement of my hands. I know that if I hurry in order to go and have a cup of tea, the time will be unpleasant and not worth living. That would be a pity, for each minute, each second of life is a miracle. The dishes themselves and the fact that I am here washing them are miracles! Each bowl I wash, each poem I compose, each time I invite a bell to sound is a miracle, each has exactly the same value. One day, while washing a bowl, I felt that my movements were as sacred and respectful as bathing a newborn Buddha. If he were to read this, that newborn Buddha would certainly be happy for me, and not at all insulted at being compared with a bowl". ~Thich Nhat Hanh

Yes. Even washing the dishes could be zen. Or maybe obeys to the law of my karma? 

CV "(not) longing"

I am here since July and will be staying until the first week of Dicember... It is a place I dreamed about all my life.
Coming from a country in which the next neighbor lives at ten or more kmts, I imagined, since I was a child, what would it be to live in one of these tiny villages where the houses are one close to the other and  separated by a tiny streets, and you can talk to your neighbor from your window... I found this place, and even if I love my home near a beautiful place like Rome, I am not in a hurry to come back!

CV "Am I an artist"?

No, I am just a humble crafter. I enjoy crafting with recycled materials, like tomatoes cans and baby food jars. At home, though, there is only one talented Artist. our son... :)