No More Studio Anymore

Once again I got no place to work, expect from my crammed bedroom...the studio I have been using courtesy of Robert Zahra, an artist friend of mine, is to be demolished soon to give way to a residence. I used to have a  room at the back of this 300 year old house, situated in a rural area within 10 minutes on foot from my house.

 I used to love the natural light that was present nearly all day round in my space.  Formerly a kitchen, it had a homely charm, with green tiles decorated with orange flowers and an old cupboard used to store food in, with slits in the handles to carry out the stink of cheese (yes, it dates from the time where cheese was put in cupboards not fridges).

Today I primed the last batch of canvas that I would be using for the androgyny series which I started months ago.  The series would be made up of 20 paintings, and I am considering of calling it "GAS".  The name derived from a discussing I had last night, and someone said that when you start to get involved with people from the same sex, it's like being young again and you 're just started dating and waiting for your first heart break.  In other words, my series is about the rediscovery of lust for life, where everyone you meet and everything you do gets you high and it's all new and exciting and push oneself to ephemeral emotional peaks which are rarely reached again later on in life.

The name also derives from the fact that gas, as a material in itself, is fluid and combines with which is best for the material to exist.  This pansexual fluidity is reflected in the nature of the works, where random scribblings can be seen in the background, scribblings that if put together can be seen as whole personality of someone who doesn't conform with the notions of sex.


So yeah, right now I'm on the look out for a new studio...I already visited one in Naxxar, which is already in use by a very good friend of mine, who's more into sculpture and traditional work with a contemporary twist.  The place is a former truck garage, it can take up to three trucks, the type used for construction.  At the moment it needs a major clean up and once that is done, I can move in.  Visiting artist studios in Berlin and sharing Robert's studio have consolidated my beliefs that working in isolation, locked up on your own producing work and protected it so that no one see it before it is officially exhibited is a loser's attitude.