Stepping into my art gallery, where everything — the walls , the floor and the celling — is white, where the windows allow all of the winter sun to crawl in and make itself comfortable. It’s midday in Laguna Beach, and I am being embraced, caressed, wrapped, attacked by, whispered to, and screamed at by all the colors of the paintings hanging on the walls of my art gallery. Colors are so important; they absolutely determine our moods.
As a painter, some days when I open my eyes and get out of the bed, I have this craving for a particular color, like one craves for a certain type of food or to smoke a cigarette. I crave, for instance, a certain hue of yellow. It stays with me, it circulates in my veins like blood, and I became possessed and obsessed with it for the whole day. That particular yellow spills in me like a spilled glass of milk, runs into me and into everything, and determines my moods and, somehow, my actions for that day. I soak in that yellow into my mind; I color everything that comes my way in that shade of yellow, and I allow that hue of yellow to take over and rule me.
Every month when we change the exhibition and we hang new paintings for a new show, the mood of the gallery changes, and together with it, my mood changes as well. Paintings are like people: some are light, cheerful and happy; some are dark, heavy and serious; some are angry; some have a sense of humor. Nevertheless, one thing that all of the paintings I hang in my art gallery have in common is that they are very much close to my heart, and I love them all.
Please join us to view our new shows every first Thursday of the month from 6 to 9 PM at Demossa Gallery, located at 1294-D South Coast Hwy., Laguna Beach, CA 92651. For more information, please call (949)715-9229. You may also visit our website at http://www.demossagallery.com.
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