Rexhep Ferri
PAINTERS DAY
To be one-on-one with life, not only for this or previous time, I originate the painters day.
I met Pashk Pervathi.
And, experienced the unknown, unexpected.
Like a school, like a colorful greeting.
To maintain flexibility and human opinion, Pėrvathi does not paint tourist postcards. Not models of fashions and modernity.
For the tailoring of the golden movements and undiscovered artistic beauties, he wakes up early.
To view the seasons of the year as four seasons, with soft grace he watches the first light.
Before our eyes: red autumn.
Autumn in the park.
Autumn in the studio.
And - day with light.
From landscape tolandscape.
From the yellow color to the blue, spiritually soft.And from the light gray to the white of milk.
I also would like to say thatyou can see the life in those landscapes; you can see the color, feel the freedom and hear the music.
Is any loneliness that says wait to forgetfulness in this experience?
Why do these questions go through my mind in these quiet hours? I dont know where do they come from
we see the beauty of earth to the toasted mature dirt.
Who knows to what extend the connected arts uses each other?
Until the different concrete conviction.
Far and near arefields. Hills. Sea. Rocks. Roads. People and - Myths of castles.
To come to the day of the legendary painter of new magic realism, Pashk Pėrvathi has begun the path of knights. Along with his landscapes and concerns that need future love; not only for this or that time, but to be one-on-one with life.
