In fact it is quite fascinating to live and look into memories.
How much has happened since my childhood days in my Sydney kindergarten.
I wanted to draw and paint,and got punished for refusing to take a nap,Ha!!!!!
I feel like going into this secret cave and, which by a coincidence,the name and the cause of my seizures was recently determined.
I have a a Cavernous Hemangioma and while in the hospital,before hearing about the diagnosis I had an idea to continue on my ongoing BRAIN series: Going For a Walk In My Mind.
The Mind,the Brain ,the Eyes always a source of inspiration.
So here I find out that the novela for which I created the title sequence,O Rebu,maybe brought back to television reworked by another known playwright.
Braulio Pedroso,the original playwright, unfortunately not alive, a wonderful satirist known for his theatre plays,who I had the luck to meet when I was a teenager and remember how he interpreted one day my drawings at the time.
I always loved horses,and then I was drawing horses.
We were at the barzinho do Museu when Braulio believed that a young woman thinking about horses was a sexual craving.....a sensual note to a young virgin,like me ,then.
So that stayed forever in my mind.
Who knows if Braulio picked up the vein of my erotic sense pervading in my art?
Well erotica is a delicious feeling which few capture and most of the time a scary subject,which throws many into a hysterical mood.
So many years later,in 1974, Tv Globo called me to create the drawings for O Rebu and it was to match Braulio's vision.
My drawings,the woman in a champagne glass is there again,reminding me of my moments of pure joy.
Working as an artist,for the press since my teen ager days,taking part in art exhibits and nurturing my art, my raison d'etre and passport for survival,for being an independent woman and ahead of the times in Brazil,my career was abruptly aborted.
The Cartoonist In Chief in Brazil felt undermined by a young talented woman,already pursued by his shadow brother who through his mellifluos tongue, years before set me up to loose my job and be raped.
I was working at the newspaper Folha de S.Paulo, where the Editor in Chief taught me to be a designer and initiate me into my love of Typography.
I come to New York and instead of being able to work on my art I was slapped and enrolled into a web of lies,because I did not sleep with an art director at The New York Times,where I was supposed to work,indicated by the Managing Editor Louis Silverstein, to whom I was introduced through Walter Herdeg the publisher of GRAPHIS,where my work was
in its pages.
So far,34 years have passed.I never stopped creating and producing my art,married ,conceived two sons .
I must return to the road I was on,like a À la recherche du temps perdu—known in English as In Search of Lost Time andRemembrance of Things Past—for an audience of general readers.
I enjoy the feedback and interact with masses to bring laughter and illuminate,as I learned from my two parents who saw what Life and Mankind are about,since my mother survived Auschwitz and my father Siberia.
Why are we listening to Men developing nuclear bombs, and oblivious,so much indifference for natural needs, and not realize that we all have to all hold hands and clear the world of the Dark Cloud that only dooms our rights to live?
Helas Antigone but with a hopeful twist.
p.s. A novela tambem inovava na trilha sonora e na abertura.
A abertura usava aquarelas e colagens da artista plastica Marguerita (hoje residente em Nova York)
e a trilha sonora era composta por Raul Seixas e Paulo Coelho.http://www.univision.com/uv/video/O-Rebu----Elenco--Quase--Completo/id/3267736593