Eri Komura: Biography of a japanese painter in Florence

Painting Pictures, Painting People

It will be my 13th year living in this tiny apartment in Via Maggio, an ancient street of Florence near Pitti Palace.
Some say "How could you do your painting in such a noisy place!!", but I don't care that much. Lousy noise from the street tells me that life keeps on going and tells me that I need to paint and keep moving...

Then as time passes, that lousy noise becomes a carpenter's shout while he is moving repaired furniture into an apartment, or broken words from young artisans having some coffee at the cafe. Later, the voice will come from children coming back from school, or from mothers talking to their children. Sometimes, the sounds of repairing works on an old building jump into the noise.
By the time the sun goes down, the noises tell me that is time for the young couples to go out for a date on their moped, and later it becomes a shout from drunk students.
The noise changes faces as time and season goes by, but the lousy noises always are there till very late at night...

Sound of Via Maggio. Sound of the day. Sound of the of life, and Sound of the living.
I am alone when I paint.
It is just me and the painting, the painting and me.
Sometimes I do not speak to anyone for days. I do not know what is going on outside, and I even lose myself where I am right now.
So having this "lousy" noise helps me keeping in touch with the rest of the world somehow.

But since I am painting a "Human", I should better rethink something, and sometimes I go out with my friends to the town for a drink.
I don't know what it is. But when I am stepping outside, all the people I see look so beautiful.

I try to listen to my friends, but my mind heads towards those people. I feel bad about this but I can't help it. I wonder: how could they look so beautiful???
The way she looks, his cheek, the girls cheeks, and the shadow just dropping under her collarbone. There is a zone where only real friends are allowed to step in - the shape of the hand trying to call someone, smooth lips...
Then sometimes she shows her lovely teeth, relaxed eyebrow, beautiful black hair drawing beautiful curves, and her nose which shows how strong she will would be.
Aren't they a couple?? I feel some tension between of them. What makes her so angry?, but the shape of the eyebrow also looks so beautiful...
I can't resist to keep looking at them. Each of their movements tells me some story and smells of their drama.
That is why I am alone. So that I can think of what those beautiful images were trying to tell me - why they are so beautiful - and think how each of their drama goes into the future...

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Eri Komura: Oil paintings by Eri Komura, japanese painter in Florence: oil paintings from the series Women, In the Darkness, Life, People, In the City, Fruit.