When spring arrived in Houston, TX, we were in the middle of much uncertainty and confusion about the new normal. I decided to focus on the things I could do, and one of them was to take walks. As the weather was warming up, spring was showing off its beauty and I could see it […]Read more "Conversations with wild flowers"
II tried to visit Pompeii last year. I managed to see a little bit of it and indeed is impressive and almost overwhelming. It is amazing to see the structures and things that survived the Vesuvius eruption, and there is quite a lot still standing. I managed to take some shots with my phone as […]Read more "Pompeii then and now"
F or the past few weeks, I’ve been busy trying to reorganise life, as if it is possible. Life has a way of happening and there is very little we can do about it. It doesn’t wait for us to be ‘ready’, or to have the perfect line-up, the right amount of time or money. […]Read more "Life happens"
So, here I am, doing what we do on a weekend morning when this baby-dove bird fell off the nest. It happens a lot, I know, but this one decided to fall right at the patio’s door, asking for help. I must say that my first instinct was to grab the camera and take the shot, […]Read more "Adopted by the baby-dove"
This happened in the evening. I did try to keep the baby-bird to myself, and it was more than willing to stay nested on my hand. Sometimes, though, we just have to let nature takes its course. I found a nest on a tree and tucked it back in it. Life everyday lessons.Read more "Photo du jour"
When digital spring-cleaning becomes a nightmareRead more "Tech hangover"
When I looked and it was June, half the year was gone already. Hobby Lobby has all the July 4th decorations ready to go, and soon it will be time for the Xtmas trees. In Houston, it has been raining since 1845, with floods that reach France and Argentina together, and in Brazil things […]Read more "My ordinary life and William Copley"
Art can die; what matters is that it should have sown seeds on the earth… A picture must be fertile. It must give birth to a world. Joan Miró There is no way to say this, so I’m just going to say it: I fell out of love with dance. This is that. Thank God, being […]Read more "Of when I fell out of love with dance"
First read on Brain Pickings, a great article by Maria Popova about the spanish artist Joan Miró and his creative process. In an age when the vast majority of our cultural material is reduced to “content” and “assets,” factory-farmed by a media machine that turns creators into Pavlovian creatures hooked on constant and immediate positive […]Read more "Quote du Jour"
When I was doing Movement studies, I would hear from my masters: “the movement happens from inside out“. This simple concept can be hard to grasp, particularly when everything else around us say otherwise, that aesthetics and technique should come first on any sort of individual expression, as we live in this world of images. […]Read more "Working from inside out"
Coming out of a creative rut is not easy. It takes effort, will and courage. I found that, with time, the rut feels comfortable, and even the most uncomfortable feelings become companions, a sort of comrades during the desert pilgrimage. You walk around feeling out of focus, distracted by anything and everything, unable to move towards […]Read more "Inspiration reality and the creative rut"
Womam in red 2015 | oil on canvas board |10 x 8 inches By Tati Vice©Read more "Art du Jour"
The other day, I was on the phone with my sister and we were talking about how the world has become a boring politically correct place and of how ignorance can be really irritating and how we are so impatient about the massification of things. I thought about Frida Kahlo. Until then, I had not seen […]Read more "Why I don’t like Frida Kahlo"
When I was a little younger, I lived in London for a while and although I got to know the city, life was happening, I was studying, working and feeling cold all the time. The Island has a cruel wind in the winter and in the summer…well, let’s say that there is a slight increase […]Read more "Paris is Paris, London is London"
Things look very different in Paris from the first time I went to visit it. I was going to say about 28 years ago, but let’s stick to before the Internet age. Somehow the French people are more friendly to tourists trying to find their way around the city, or the way back to the […]Read more "La vie en rose"
Vacation plans, as it is well known, usually start with trying to save money to spend on the trip; but you need to prepare for the trip, so you end up spending the money you saved buying miniature versions of things like shampoo, liquid soap, contact lenses cleansers, Tide sachets to wash nickers, smelly socks […]Read more "Planes, trains and automobiles"
Well, it happened again and, the conclusion is that I seem to live in this world with, at least, 8 years of delay. On the up side, one can still be surprised by pieces of art that are not dedicated to an incomprehensible level of abstractionism, which seems to be the XXI century mode: installations of […]Read more "Diving bell and the butterfly"
The text below is by a theatre director, one of those people you bump into on the journey and with whom I had the privilege to work, while in Brazil. Although it was not my first time working as a dancer with a theatre director, his sometimes challenging approach to art helped me to stretch […]Read more "Art and politic correctness"
Looking at the calendar I see that January is almost over, and around me nothing has really changed. I might have stopped smoking, but this is something I don’t say out loud, as I don’t want to raise expectations. I might have, and it feels good. No, this was not a new-years resolution, as I’ve never been […]Read more "When non-resolutions work"
Studying under Van Gogh. My version of Head of a woman, 1882.Read more "Sketch of the day"
One of the things that can really impair one’s life is resistance. Resistance to change, to let go of being right, to jump into new things, new grounds, not paying too much attention to the discomfort and trying, anyway. I’ve read the other day that we are very much creatures of habits. And it takes […]Read more "Lessons learned from Van Gogh’s sketches"
Reflections without a lake. Mixed media by Tati ViceRead more "Art du Jour"
I love black and white. And iphoneography. And the uncompromising way of being a photography lover, without the pressure of being a pro.Read more "Showcase: Latest shots with my iPhone"
Mindy invited me to take part of it, as a guest artist. I was excited, happy, scared and, above all, grateful. Grateful for having met such talented, funny, amazingly sensitive people on this journey. Soulbird workshop is the next thing, hosted by the great intuitive artist Mindy Lacefield. Click on the image and check out what […]Read more "Artsy workshop"
Les Animaux. Mixed media on wood panel. By Tati ViceRead more "Art du Jour"
Some days are just like that: unpredictable. Maybe, they all are, but yesterday was heavy. I have a companion who has been with me for 16 years, from the Order of Melchizedeck, who is deaf and a little blind, a microtoy, who occupies a huge space in the house, in the kitchen and in the […]Read more "The day I broke the law"
Monday morning – yeah…Read more "Photo du Jour"
For art lovers: the work of Alice Neel, american artist. Even in the insane asylum, she painted. Alice loved a wretch. She loved the wretch in the hero and the hero in the wretch. She saw that in all of us, I think. — Ginny Neel, Alice’s daughter-in-law – WikipediaRead more "Something about Alice – Site du jour"
This piece was inspired by the outbacks/bandits famous couple, Lampião and Maria Bonita, that used to act in the interior of the northeast of Brazil. “Captain” Virgulino Ferreira da Silva, better known as Lampião (more archaic spelling ‘Lampeão’, Portuguese pronunciation: [lɐ̃piˈɐ̃w], meaning “lantern” or “oil lamp”), was the most famous bandit leader of the Cangaço. Cangaço was a form of banditry endemic to the Brazilian Northeast […]Read more "Art du Jour"
There is something I experience every time I take art trips, which doesn’t have anything to do with getting high or the sort: inner shifts. These inner shifts, most of the time, come with a theme song, and this time, was ‘Walk on the wild side”, by Lou Reed. So I did. The wild side took a […]Read more "Art trips – taking a look at the wild side"
Last summer I was in Budapest, Hungary for a week when, after flipping through photographs on the iPhone, our host Albert, owner and manager of the charming-must-stay B&B Kapital Inn saw a picture of one of my artworks in progress. After ohs and ahs, I offered him to make a piece to display on the […]Read more "Art going places"
One of the good things of living in Houston is taking the back streets and finding places that resemble some other country altogether. Pacific street, on the way to yoga.Read more "Photo du jour"
Longhorns on the way to ballet class. Only in Houston suburbs.Read more "Photo du jour"
I’m not a feminist, and I must say that I do not believe that everybody is equal. I think the beauty lays in the difference and the more diversity, the better. Before my enemies pick up the stones, I have to state the obvious: I’m not talking about civil rights. I’m for a diverse congress, […]Read more "Of when I quit wearing bras"
I wish you a great, kind day with great coffee and sprinkles. Photo from a FB friend’s wall.Read more "Mot du Jour"
This picture was taken on a great sunny summer day, at a Park in Prague, summer 2013. Photo by Tati Vice – Prague, CZRead more "Photo du Jour"
Seen today, on my neighborhood. Priceless.Read more "Photo du jour"
I know, maybe this post should be about Mother’s Day and how great my mum is, which she is indeed, or how my aunts and grandmother were also like mothers to me, but I can’t stop thinking about yoga. Yes, Yoga. I have no rational explanation for that but the fact that, since I’ve started […]Read more "Of when I fell in love with yoga"
Sometimes, I just have to paint. Mixed media on canvas.Read more "Art of the day: things inside my head"
Ice snap yesterday, in the north part of Houston, TX. I’m still amazed how big this city is.Read more "Photo du Jour – yesterday"
It has been a while since I’ve noticed this happening, like an epidemic speech disease. I first though it was only the young and beautiful, like Dalia Royce in the Suburgatory TV show, but then I started to do the math and…no, to the despair of my ears this is spreading among the Balzac generation […]Read more "The Dalia Royce speech phenomenon"
This week’s assignment was to attempt some folk art painting, or Art Naif. As inspiration, I’ve used a photo that I’d taken many years ago in one of my trips to the north east of Brazil. Scenes like that are common place, children on the empty streets, talking, playing under the lazy Sunday sun, the […]Read more "Art Naif and what I’ve learned in the process"
Yes, I watched the painful game last night. From a privileged place where it really didn’t matter who won, but still the massacre was just too embarrassing to watch. So, I shoot the picture of the day: the family spoons, which were kept by my grandma, and after her passing , they’re given to me. […]Read more "No Super Bowl, just the photo of the day"
While I wait for the ice to melt, I drink coffee. One has to stay warm inside.Read more "An icy start"
A walk after dinner. The end of a beautiful winter day in Houston, TX. No filter.Read more "Photo du jour"
This project has been a great motivation to get my camera out and about. I’ve been turning into the streets around the neighborhood just to find the most picturesque scenes, like this bull, resting his bones on the wide fenced pasture. As I approached the fence with my camera, I could sense that he was […]Read more "Photo 358"
Saturday, on the way home from ballet class. Life is good.Read more "Picture du jour – Project 365"