“To represent terrible and questionable things is, in itself, the sign of an instinct of power and magnificence in the artist; he doesn’t fear them. There is no such thing as pessimistic art. Art affirms”.
Friedrich Nietzsche
The war in Lebanon was raging in 1987 when I relocated to Rome for my second year of graduate studies at Temple Abroad. As a landscape artist, I painted Roman archeological sites on location. While searching for a new subject, I stumbled upon a “dolls’ hospital” (ospedale delle bambole), a place to restore old, broken dolls to their former splendor. The window display was crammed with dusty, cracked, eyeless doll heads that stared at me. Rather than seeing dismembered toys, I saw a fragmented, broken humanity. This encounter marked a pivotal moment in my artistic journey, triggering a transformation from landscapes to what I refer to as “humanscapes.” My art found its purpose as a voice echoing the human spirit and its longing for healing and peace, as I pondered, “Who will restore humanity to its noble dignity?”