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Babam için…

My dad started his garden the year I was born.  When I was growing up it provided a world of endless beauty and imagination.  When I think of my father, I can see him standing stoically among his work, snipping a fragrant rose for me or bent over in endless care and devotion for every sprouting life.  For as long as I can remember, my summers have been filled with dinners of eggplants, squash, potatoes, broccoli, tomatoes, carrots and roasted garlic.  As a child I imagined each vegitable as a stange and beautiful creature.  I loved the many names and varieties of flowers and plants, and I still take walks through the garden with my father as he points out his favorite roses.  Each one as delicate and unique as its name; the Village Maid is creamy white with flecks of pink and smells remarkably sweet, the Apothecary Rose is a deep crimson and is rumored to have provided medical cures in the Roman Empire, the Alexander MacKenzie is a bright fuchsia.  Thank you dad, for your amazing gift, for providing us with a piece of heaven, for always picking a rose for me.

“Poppies” Watercolor

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Progress

One year ago, I was was feeling my way around a staggering city.  Istanbul was inspiring, dark, stimulating, chaotic, full of winding streets and strange smells, and I felt as though I were a speck among its enormity.  I had come for an awaking, both for myself and for my artwork, and as weighty as my experience could be at times, I knew I was embarking on something life altering.  It has taken some time to adjust to life back in the United States. The curious sounds, sights, tastes and occurrences of Istanbul had become home to me.  Daily adventures and struggles were no longer met with surprise, but with familiarity and acceptance.  As I begin to recall and reflect upon this last year, my paintbrush has started its perpetual movement, and I don’t predict it to stop anytime soon.

“Rooftop” Oil Stick on Paper 30″x22″ This image was produced with permission from a photograph taken by Trici Venola on one of our drawing days together.  You can see her work and read about her plein air process here.

“Kanli Portakallar” Watercolor 30″x22″