I stretch it, paint it, fold it, going to the limits of its strength, fragility and transparency. It often leaves me in desperation because of its fragility.
It leaves me breathless with the feeling of happiness to see its fragile intensity.
it is summer and terribly warm and it didn't seem a good idea to heat the kiln..... but these days I had to.... so it was better to leave my atelier alone and to stay under the shady trees..
"I promised you a rose garden" (detail) selected for L'Alcora 2009 (Spain)
"...I never promised you a rose garden, along with the sunshine, there's gotta be a little rain sometimes...", says the song.. But what if I dìd promise you a Rose Garden...?? Maybe with a little love and fantasy my fragile roses will be strong enough to create all on their own a beautiful garden with all the fragrances of spring and summer ... (and of autumn and winter too..!)