Lighten the load (3m high, 1m wide)
The next installment in the evolving painting, now 6 panels. follow the story… it goes vertical. This one is a form of prayer/wish.
I will let you interpret it as you will.
You may wonder: who is holding the swing? to be continued… the next 6 panels are underway
מי יתן
שהנטל יוקל
יד נעלמה
חוטי השכינה
(The English version is always longer somehow, and different)
May invisible hands
Lighten your load
May the force that’s within
Gently show you the road
Orange wings hidden well
Are they mine? Are they yours?
They are ether and warmth
Utter peace at their core
journey (4m wide, 1.5m high)
This painting is a story (from left to right), representing a personal journey whose essence is likely shared by many. In case you missed it: it’s optimistic. The story - and the painting - continue to evolve. Panels 5-6 are already in the works, all continuous, both graphically and substantively. Sharing it as is, will update.
A person stands at the tip of Trolltunga, an iconic mountain peak in Norway. Typically, you would see it in pictures of “freedom” with arms spread and head up, or stunts like backflips. Legend has it that the mountain is inhabited by a troll, the favorite Norwegian “monster” character. The person is looking down, to the dark place where presumably the trolls - and hence fears - live.
She is missing the story!
The “scary mountain” is actually teeming with imagination and joy. There is a troll, but he’s cute. Like the ones from the 90s with the crazy hair. He is skipping rope over a stream of energy and spreading happy bubbles into the world, some of which infiltrate the panel on the left. Some of the bubbles emanate from the tail of a yellow submarine which starts on panel 3,
born out of John Lennon’s imagination. The submarine is part camel, whose body is ephemeral, made of pure energy and fire, which flow over panels 1 and 2 on the left. The camel has a (sibling?), who
looks back and is surprised to discover that she has wings!
This closes a loop for me to some extent.
3 years ago I painted “wings”, posted here as well, showing a woman clinging with her fingertips to the edge of a rock, not knowing she has wings and can fly.
Now, the wings are clearly present.
An ongoing journey.
More to come…
no matter what
in painting
This painting was inspired by a lone tree I saw in the desert yesterday. He knows about hashtag#nomatterwhat. She survives, every day, in harsh conditions. It is here. It is at peace. It is strong. And it's here to stay.
what do you mean no?!
in painting
no is not a thing. officially off the vocabulary. omni-directionally. always yes.
courage
In case you don’t recognize these remarkable women:
Ruth Bader Ginsburg (left),
Fmr Supreme Court Justice (US)
Esther Hayut (right),
Fmr Chief Justice (Israel)
Beyond some physical resemblance, both fought to protect civil liberties and democracy, both while and prior to serving on the bench
https://www.linkedin.com/posts/anatnaschitz_courage-activity-7184591903793790978-Jv2R?utm_source=share&utm_medium=member_desktop
EAN
in painting
Ethan Alexander Naschitz the Great.
that’s what we used to call him.
and he was.
my big brother.
funny, warm, loving, inspiring. everything a big brother should be.
he was taken from us in 2010.
this is a delayed attempt of capturing a moment based on a picture of him as a child, plus naive butterflies and flowers I used to draw around the same time. I have yet to paint him as an adult.
painted this when I had covid I think
Wings
in painting
she has wings.
she just doesn’t know it.
let go… it’s OK.
better than OK.
it’s essential
joy
loved the sheer joy on this old woman’s face
genuine
zebra
my brother loved zebra ties. he had a bunch of them
I painted this when I could not paint him
like this zebra, he was all color and life
had a visceral sense of justice
yoda toda
toda means thank you in Hebrew
watched starwars, this is what came out…
Hollywood’s version of spirituality…
on well
(I don’t even have a proper picture of this. a random toy is featured at the bottom…)
baby in the bath
in painting
I painted this a million years ago, pre kids.
kids are best at expressing pure emotion.
and you know what?
people stay the same at any age.
they just lose the ability to connect to this purity and hence to each other