As vezes não sei o que dizer. Então eu pinto.
Sometimes I don´t know what to say. So I paint it.
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Viver de AR[te]
Imagina uma família. Qualquer uma. A sua. Imagina isso pintado no estilo naïf.
Lembra aquela foto de familia de antigamente? Crianças arrumadas, mãe na cadeira, pai de chapéu… É isso!
Quero pintar 10 famílias brasileiras e 10 familias estrangeiras. Este é meu projeto: Retrato de Familia. Tá dentro? 😉
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Picture a family. Any family. Your family. Now, imagine it painted on Naive-Style.
Do you remember those old family photo-portraits? Net children, mom sitting on this nice chair, dad wearing his sunday hat… This is it!
I want to paint 10 brazilian families and 10 families from all over the world. This is my Family Portrait Project. Are you in? 😉
Thanks for the ideas dear Polly, you´re the best! Obrigada pelas idéias Polly, vc é demais!
Family Portrait Project
Here is the thing:
Don´t you think it would be nice to keep your childhood memories, wedding, pets, family gatherings costumized in a very beautiful, colorful and unique naive style painting?
Want to know more? write a comment and let´s talk about it!
Kind regards, Luciana Mariano
I´m back in Brazil… but maybe not for long.
Possibilities are showing up… but it´s still cooking. :-))
In Brazil, you can always find my work at www.ardies.com – one of the best galleries in the world (and Naive Art specialist). Take a look!
making a living
I didn´t know how hard it would be. And yet rewarding…
This is no holliday. I need to make a living, pay my bills, take care of my son and to paint. 8 hours, 12 hours, 16 hours daily. With no promise of a salary in the end of the day, month, year. Only promises of new projects, new shows, new possibilities. So much hope inside. Meanwhile, on the outside, canvas growing wild in my bedroom, livingroom, everywhere around me. People come and go, they appreciate it and they say: I wish I had the means to buy one… (YOU DO!) …no, I have other priorities now. Of course, colorful naive images on the wall are not made for the busy, struggling, simple man. So I am the busy, struggling, simple woman that must consider a second or third job in order to make life happen too. My heart gets heavy; I worry about being completely absorved by this workingman day that some call job and leaving my soul behind on the paintings I´d never be able to paint. I have plenty of work, it´s just not providing [yet]. It´s like considering a sabbatical just before the big break. It´s like choosing between love and money as they would be inconcievable essencials, forbidden by destiny to be reached or recieved at the same time.
I feel trapped, but i´m not giving up. I feel lonely but not hopeless. Dreams of new paintings polulate my sleep and new, exciting images keep appearing before my eyes: that must be a sign.
Or I´m just really naive.
FOR ART COLLECTORS AND LOVERS
I need a camera!!! So many new paintings and I can´t post it!!!
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Meanwhile, in a Naïve Land, far, far away…
Would´t it be nice to have a family portrait painted in Naive Style?
A wedding scene, a family posing nicely for the photo, children nicely dressed, parents hugging…
It would make a fabulous present! Something between childhood dream and reality…
Get in touch, tell your friends, tell me what you want. My brushes are waiting!
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Novo projeto: Retrato de família.
Encomende uma cena familiar (um casamento, uma foto antiga, filhos posando para a foto), e guarde uma recordação em um quadro naif personalizado! É mais do que uma obra de arte original e valorizada na sua parede, é uma homenagem colorida para a posteridade! Entre em contato e informe-se! Estou aguardando você!
wouldn´t it be nice…
… if I could only lay down in my bed and be reached by the sun light, gentle, warm, peacefully.
…if all my troubles could be about deciding what to wear today.
…if the worst confusion of my life was the messy pattern of my quilt.
…if I could stop time, and decide wisely wich way to go… and keep walking until I reached it?
wouldn´t it be nice if I could dream with no guilt and live with no fear?
On canvas and paint everything is possible.
Can you find me?
Grandma´s house. Lovely place that smells like cookies and roses.
Wooden floor, crochet and porcelain. Grandchildren. Children. All the children.
Places and people that we´ve lost in time. Memories, stories, tastes and feelings that will never die.
Living and Leaving
leaving again…always leaving.
life is funny in this way: we need desperately to belong somewhere and yet, we are only here for a brief moment.
thank you Sofia, Hanne, Carsten, Frodo, Mathias…you made my trip worth it´s risk.
Farewell Denmark. Farvel og tak. O bom filho a casa torna…
one more [one less] day
i wish some dreams could just be true
i´m missing a certain feeling of plenitude and joy
longing for a place where fear and loneliness do not insist on existing
and the confort of warm, long and quiet hugs are easy and abundant
sometimes i wish i could dream endlessly (and not wake up into reality).
luciana mariano 