When I was a child, the beginning of March was always a magical and highly expected time of the year, partly because I never liked January and February. After the euphoria of December, they seemed to me like a perpetual Monday. March was the promise of good weather, Martisor [Mərtsishor] (a talisman exchanged by people on the 1st of March in celebration of spring and the renewal of time) and the days of Baba Dochia [Dokia].
This week for Artsy Wednesdays we played with letters. The purpose of this activity was to go through the french alphabet in a creative an artful way by making fingerprint animals for each letter.Continue reading
I made this painting last year as a birthday gift to FriDad, it’s a different kind of self portrait. I think real self portraits are for interesting people like Frida Kahlo ,for example, and I thought it would be more fun to paint the unseen rather than the figure.
