Ann my neighbour gifted me a potted bulb of Amaryllis belladonna. It was a farewell 2015 intimate food based Casa Ali gathering in my front room. Ann, Vojko my ex-flatmate, Franz my couch surfing guest et moi. Amidst hugs and laughter and anecdotes and reminisces, Ann brought out this decorative pot boxed with no nonsense instructions. A beautiful thoughtful gift marking the end of an year and welcoming the new. Continue reading Amaryllis… a token of neighbourly love!
A crisp februrary morning walk after a sub zero night was refreshing to say the least. It awakened the senses from a rested state. As the fruit smoothie fuelled my body, I wanted to go for a brisk walk at my local country park. It was a beautiful meditation observing frozen puddles of water, the shapes and forms and textures, rich light and unleashed wonderment.
We are all but tracks in time… the shoes and paws and tyres, a palimpsest of imprints and moments captured and marked in the eternity of time. And gone in a wink! Thanks to the small mercies of charged batteries of our handheld toys these days!! So here I am… sharing them. Enjoy. Continue reading Frozen tracks in eternity
Reggio Emilia’s tiara dazzles with Approach, Basilica di San Prospero, Piazza Fontanesi, ICC and Colletivo FX among other usual suspects. However, Reggio came on my radar whilst creating Food4Thought, part of artist led guided walks for motiroti’s last project Multiwalks. Being the London host, I gelled with Simone, the artist behind Colletivo FX. In 2013 upon his invitation and to experience their street art I visited him. A short and magical day trip during which I met the posse of artists working independently as well as collectively from under that banner. The most precious yet hidden gem of the city was this vast derelict site called Reggiane as it lies unnoticed behind the train station of Reggio. Continue reading Uncut gem of Reggio Emilia
A conversation between Anotnio Pizzo and me (the self-confessed Scheherazade) in 2006, formerly published by Antonio as Identity, Transformation, and Digital Languages.
Art is not what you see but what you make people see.
The creative process and the healing process arise from a single source. When you are an artist, you are a healer; a wordless trust of the same mystery is the foundation of your work and its integrity. Art has always worked for me in mysterious ways. Its a feeling, its an expression, its a desire to connect. Often these connections are new and bring about a change. And change by definition is an act of transformation. Once changed, things can not be reverted to what they were. I AM… memoirs of addiction recovery is exactly such a project. A journey and an experience where art is an agent of change. Continue reading ART… an agent of change