BARBARA PECORA

LA VIE C’EST NE PAS UN THÉÂTRE

Framed Size: 180x180cm

mixesd media acrylic on canvas
BARBARA PECORA
BARBARA PECORA

BARBARA PECORA

LA VIE C’EST NE PAS UN THÉÂTRE

Framed Size: 180x180cm

mixesd media acrylic on canvas
€35.000,00

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ABOUT THE WORK 

Pink, wild, confused. Large stage design, dancing doll, flowers, dragonflies and black. Just like the whole theater we perform every day. The role we play in our lives.
Dissatisfaction is overplayed. Lack as well. Weaknesses are not admitted.
Everything is a huge show. "LIFE IS A NEVER ENDING GAME". Actually, life is too valuable to do that to him. It is an invitation to take life by the eggs and to live it as it is. The truth has much power and it separates the wheat from the chaff. 

ABOUT THE ARTIST 

How could I put down a description of myself here, black and white, without embellishment or understatement? How objective is a profile? Should not they be friends (do not I have) or family, but do you know one? Or has one ever revealed oneself to one's heart and if so, it was understood. Who can see you? I think none of this is possible.
If I were to assign myself an animal, I would probably be an icy butterfly with a sting of black. Carrying on the snowy wind of my destiny, I'm looking for nothing more, only suppose. As a human, looking at the window, watching the falling rain on the gray roofs, listening to the uniform murmuring sounds of a city, letting the day pass uselessly.
I love Maria Callas, Dalida as well as Jimmy Hendrix and I adore Janis Joplin. My heart carries the Occident as well as the Orient. I care for the old as well as the new with equal dedication. Loathe the Hollywood crap produced for the Comerz. I am constantly looking for "edge products". I love to dance, but unfortunately there are no old-fashioned dance coffees anymore ... extinct. I just do not smoke cigarettes. Love the free spirit of the 60s that I live. I'm not interested in politics. (Rags went, rags came. Amen) What else? What is nicer than drinking champagne from old heavy Baccart glasses and eating Russian eggs with your hands and reading Gengseitig short stories by Rafik Schami. Barefoot to explore a fishing village? At night, on the way home, take a spring roll from the Chinese, as well as eating for 2 days, not to forget the healthy feeling of hunger that cleanses the soul. I love Schuman as much as Cosmic Dancer. I go sledding as in the morning at my work all with the same zest. I write letters like 100 years ago and no one answers. In all my ways I had to go, life taught me to take it as it comes. All the spiky single pieces that give the whole and can not be separated. Just like the soup tastes only with salt. That's how I think, and that's what I am.