Broad brushstrokes forms the houses painted on
white or tinted canvas. The houses of my imagination sometimes seem as if they
were taken from a distant world, while at other times they look like the
Bauhaus houses adorning the city of Tel Aviv.
Most of the houses are disconnected from their
environment and external reality, with a tree or bush the sole witness to signs
of life in the vicinity.
The paintings are engaged in my dreams and
desires for houses in the places I visited around the world.
Over the years, I “had” houses in Japan and in
China, in the Swiss Alps, sunny Tuscany, on the shore, in the Carmel Forest,
and elsewhere. The series of houses standing by themselves, severed from people
and the environment embodies dream houses, structures of imagination and hope…The
houses in this series belong to me.
