My parents were both painters. I grew up watching their artistry, going to exhibitions and gaining a familiarity with the art world. It feels like home; the smell of paint, the brushes, the textures of canvas and paper, the linseed oil and the stench of turpentine.
From an early age I began journaling and painting my life. The words in my journals became poetry. Now I partner the images in my paintings with my poems. I scratch and emboss the words into the paint.
I begin each painting on an ultra smooth surface which takes several coats of gesso on canvas. Then I plan the work entirely in charcoal and pastels before I start painting with oils. I love to paint. Here is where I soar. I can lose all sense of time. I become so involved with my work. Oil paintings suit my method so well!
Then I add textures and my poetry with paint and molding paste.
My poems are not meant to describe my images rather enhance them. My verses are intended to add the concept of the work. Ideally they are meant to be listened to while viewing the painting.
I am a member of Kibbutz Ein Dor on the gentle slopes of Mt. Tabor in the lower Galilee, Israel. In 1982 the kibbutz divided an old chicken coop into studios for the resident artists, artisans and photographers. The kibbutz renamed the building the ‘Artists Chicken Coop’. There among the cows, horses and chickens is my studio. I am fortunate to be painting there for over 30 years.