Sunday, April 30, 2017

245. It Must be Spring ...

It must be Springtime here in Sofia 'cause the Tulips and the Violas have suddenly started photo-bombing all the sights ... the municipal gardens and parks and even some of the road median-strips are bursting with beautiful colours welcoming in the warmer weather and hopefully, an end to my long-almost-twelve-month-long-winter ...

... the Central Military Club ...

I guess we associate the Tulip primarily with the Netherlands, but it is interesting to research that the wild Tulips’ centre of diversity is in the Pamir, Hindu Kush, and Tien Shan mountains. Its range extends west to the Iberian Peninsula, through North Africa to Greece, the Balkans, Turkey, throughout the Levant (Syria, Israel, Palestinian Territories, Lebanon, Jordan) and Iran, north to Ukraine, southern Siberia and Mongolia, and east to the Northwest of China. It is of course a bulbous plant belonging to the lily family and there are around 75 wild species - here is just a glimpse of a few of the cultivated species on show in Sofia.



 



 ... National Art Gallery ...


   ... Bank NP Building ...




 ... National Archaeological Museum ...


 



 
 ...Russian church of Saint Nikolay Mirlikiiski ...

... Cathedral of Saint Alexander Nevski ...
 
 ... monument to the unknown soldier ...


 ... National Art Gallery - Quadrant 500 Palace ...

  ... National Palace of Culture ...


 

 

 

 


 

 


 
 



 ... Cathedral of Saint Alexandar Nevski ...
 

 ... Sofia University ...


 
 ... Monument to Tsar Osvoboditel ...

 ... Holy Synod of Bulgarian Orthodox Church ...

... Central Mineral Baths ...


It’s a special treat for me to be here in Sofia to see this wonderful display of colour – I shouldn’t imagine the flowers last long – so it will be interesting to see what blooms fill the gardens in summer when the weather heats up … might have to come back later in the year to check it out …



 

Thursday, April 27, 2017

244. The Tourist Does Art #9

My next artpiece created along-the-way has been assembled here in my apartment loft studio in Sofia and is titled "Under the Skin" ... this one uses both rescued material and hand-made paper from a wonderful art supply shop in the city.


The Process begins with me raiding one of many skip bins ( one on almost every corner in the suburbs ... ) - looking for a piece of good clean thin cardboard to use ... This exercise is fraught with danger as the Romanies are the recycling mafia ( throughout most of Europe I think - certainly here in the Balkans ... ) and you have to get up early to rescue anything worthwhile from these bins. And if there is a Romany in sight up or down the street, forget it - unless you are looking for a fight ... !!! ... 

 

Luckily I didn't have a fight on my hands and found a good undamaged piece - and quite interesting shape in itself - and scurried back to my apartment with cardboard firmly tucked underarm ...


My temporary Sofia home has a wonderful  loft with a good solid work bench, comfortable office chair, radio ( and if you are ever in Sofia, tune in to 'radio nostalgique' for a fantastic musical trip back in time - all my teenage favourites from the 60s 70s and 80s ... !!! ... ) - and overhead are two large roof-windows giving me plenty of natural light and warmth and a view of snow-capped Vitosha = a perfect workspace ...


The cardboard piece is un-assembled and cut up into usable sizes - then all materials, plus my few tools of trade are at the ready for a bit of creative thinking and working ... the base is a square of pine - also from the art shop ...


Using all-purpose glue and a stack of Bulgarian encyclopedias from the bookshelves in my apartment for weights, it's all go ...

 

Another 'find' at a nearby junk shop was an old Bulgarian 1947 novel titled "Under the Skin" ( roughly translated by Google ) - hence the title for the artwork - the pages of which I tear into strips and roll up into scrolls that are firmly tied with black cotton ...

... beautiful hand-made papers from the art shop ... 

Once the walls are in place and the windows are cut out, I cover the solid areas with the fine white paper that has green fibre pressed through it - this gives me the effect of derelict and abandonment - cobwebs and green vines covering the structure ...
 
 
 ... Under the Skin ...

... view inside before the roof is fixed into position ...

 

The rooms, filled with stacks of stories from yesteryear take on a mysterious 
and ghost-like presence when viewed through the almost-covered-with-neglect windows ...  



































... Now all I have to do is find a home for it ...