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FF - my last funeral realization at Garash Gallery in Mexico DF. Twin graves made from mirror in Black Castro Funebris. Dark Pit, Sorrow, Reflection, Mimesis, Portal…The project deals with the questions of Death, Death Culture and Functionalism of the Beauty.
Maurycy Gomulicki
"Final Fantasy" - installation
Original music: Maciek Sienkiewicz
Garash Galeria, Alvaro Obregon 49
Colonia Roma, Mexico DF.
Drawn with Inkscape, edited with PhotoFiltre Studio
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לסיפור ממנו לקוח הציור נא לחצו על הקישור
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Explanation - this picture is part of an illustrated story in rhymes that I wrote for children in Hebrew. I believe it would be practically impossible to translate it properly (rhymewise and funnywise) to any other language.
The story is about a ladybird (Coccinella magnifica) who meets two other spotted beetles on a leaf of a mulberry tree. The ladybird and the other two beetles resemble each other except that she is red with black spots on her wings while one of the other two beetles is yellow with brown spots and the other is black with orange spots on its wings. The two introduce themselves by name, but the red ladybird doesn't because she cannot remember her name. She explains that she has forgotten her name because everybody calls her by a nickname that she finds annoying.
The black and yellow beetles ask her to disclose the nickname so that they can become friends, but she refuses. They then suggest that they open the book of Names for Beetles and together choose a special, pretty name that would suit her. Again she refuses: "My name is my name and I don't want to have another name. If I shall try hard, perhaps I might recall it".
At this time a little boy arrives with his parents, puts forward his palm and the ladybird jumps onto it. He challenges his parents to guess what he has in his palm and they make several attempts to no avail. Finally they ask him to whisper the secret into their ears and he replies, somewhat loudly, with the widespread colloquial Hebrew term "Parat Moshe Rabeynu" that literally means "Our prophet Moses' cow". The black and yellow beetles understand that this is the annoying nickname but, not wanting to offend their friend, they don't laugh. Rather, they criticize the boy and ask rhetorically "Who has ever heard of a cow that is standing on a mulberry leaf, is red, has black dots on its back and has six legs? To top it all, how is all this related to our prophet Moses?".
The boy's mother responds to her son: "No my child, it is Moshit Hasheva", the proper Hebrew term for the seven-spotted ladybird. When the ladybird hears this, she recalls her real name (in short, Batsheva) and flies off the boy's palm to join her friends. All three now merrily jump from leaf to leaf and the boy, with glittering eyes, calls his parents to see the "cows of our prophet Moses" in three colors (that's where I placed the picture of three, six-legged, colored cows flying around a tree).
The boy's parents laugh and so do the three beetles who say in unison: "Who cares about the funny nickname! What matters is that we are three friends". With this the story ends.