Simona Dimitri's Blog, page 7

Libreria Casagrande

 

 

morning
—studio
cosy brown stuff in there
nice sweet-warm smell
postcards on the working table

The whole selection of my cataloguein Casagrande / LAC bookshopas always, so delighted to be therefrom a very long time... 
Libreria Casagrande : Viale Stazione 1—Galleria Benedettini, Bellinzona ▶︎libreriacasagrande.ch>instagram

white frame

 

in studio now original artworks in white frameand GLIMPSES leporello, available againsoon in my online shop, as usual.While the artworks are going to travel South! Aditya —Lugano .old town

 

 

looking for a place to stay

 

 

 getting ready to stay around for a while looking for a place to stay, home...The birds will be not too noisyI promise original artworks in white frame[but one!]

 

ROUGH MATERIAL serie

 

 ROUGH MATERIAL serieCATALOGUE | fragments △ICEBERGMETEORITE COLLECTION
ROUGH MATERIAL —ARTWORKS AVAILABLE FOR EXHIBITION & FOR SALE the catalogue of this and other seriesoon available as PDF files > illusimi.com

 

quite ready for the travel..

 

 

A4 PRINTSmuch more
green, gree, green...and my animals
 
almost ready for the traveland soon in Lugano  

illustrations [digital] portfolio

 

 

re-checking and readjustingmy illustrations [digital] portfolio...

▶︎ here, in endless progress

 

ready to fly South..

 

a bit more time to the little rabbitand the other not-feathered creaturesI fear, to hop hop South all the way longbut I think they can do it... little creatures / white framedotty colourfull springtime
> soon in Lugano

 

Zur Rose Buchhandlung & Rose Kafi

 

Zur Rose Buchhandlung | St. Gallen▶︎ Rose Kafi !!  A delicious coffee in a beautifulwarm sunny day, and soon somenew postcards there tooand more, more coffee!in this cosy beautiful place  
. Zur Rose website   —Gallusstrasse 18, St. Gallen

 

  

 

WEB RABBITS..

 

WWW.ILLUSIMI.COM> ILLUSIMI SHOP WEB RABBITS

 

Sunday sketch / a book

 

 

"How many days it takes is difficult to say. For herethere are no days because there are no nights. One daymelts into the next, and you cannot say this is the endof today and now it is tomorrow and that was yesterday.It is always light, the sea is always murmuring, and themist stands immovable as a wall around the hut.[…]The way to the lagoon is like a journey into the incorporeal.Mist above us and around us, and under our feet nothingbut stones. Large, broken, sharp-edged stones." —Christiane Ritter, A Woman in the Polar Night   "We make our way along the famously beautiful coast,until one day we notice that northward the world is growinglighter and lighter, more bleak and more lonely. The nightsdo not darken. Bare and craggy mountaintops jut out the lividlight of the water. A strange cool wind blows to me out of thisprimeval landscape. It might be the world in the last days ofthe Flood." 
"When she tries to take a photograph, Ritter says,"It seems to me a deadly sin to steal a piece of thissupernatural scene and carry it away with me."[...]"A year in the Arctic should be compulsory toeveryone", she would say regularly later in life."Then you will come to realize what's importantin life and what isn't." —Christiane Ritter, A Woman in the Polar Night1938 / Foreward by Sara Wheeler