The Art of Tanja
A Moment in Time
I walked briskly into the room staring into an unfinished painting resting on an easel.
My brisk walk came to a sudden halt, my body slumped and my breath momentarily withdrew. Instantaneously a dozen thoughts ran through my mind as I was looking at art that would lead me to meeting one of the most interesting persons I’d ever met, in view of this artists achievement.
Time was on my side this sunny summers day in the beautiful picturesque town of George, South Africa. Without hesitation I commissioned my friend Audrey who knew the artist on a social level to introduce us.
“ A pleasure” she replied “but this will be no ordinary meeting as Tanja is no ordinary lady as her past and present will reveal.”
I was intrigued by her comment and startled, as Audrey turned, guiding me along, across the room within the town’s art gallery to the easel in the corner. “Another painting by Tanja” I thought, but no, it was the hiding place of Tanja herself sitting, contemplating, meditating over her work at hand.
She was surrounded by many of her masterpieces all waiting for an owner, waiting and waiting and this was the dilemma Tanja encounted according to my friend. How could this be so when her art work was the essence of perfection?
Apprehensively I introduced myself to Tanja a lady in her fifties, thick black hair, slight in build and softly spoken. She was so delightful, and I proceeded to ask her about her amazing art achievements and about herself personally. After all, how was it possible that Tanja had been the world’s best kept secret in the world of art?
An informal interview revealed that Tanja had a disadvantaged childhood which would take it’s toll on her throughout life’s journey.
Tanja’s father a Cyprian and French mother separated in her early years resulting in both her and her brother being orphaned. Tossed between love and care, orphanages and schools, friends and foster parents Tanja would have to discover her hidden talents to move forward in life making her own happiness. “It must be in the genes”she adds, as both parents were apparently arty.
Tanja's Struggle for Survival
Presently Tanja has the misfortune of living not only alone without family but in temporary accommodation unable to afford the pleasures of life that I, like many take for granted. This has been the plight of Tanja due to a broken marriage with no income possible thereafter for many years as she cut her hand which required extensive surgery leaving her unable to do what she does best, paint, for many years. Without any support and suffering depression along with other ailments it was going to be a long slow road to recovery.
I can’t imagine the anguish she suffered after her divorce, or was it relief having been the victim of abuse?
There is a saying ‘it takes money to make money’ and this is how Tanja explained her situation. There is a high monitory cost to being an artist, one must have the needed capital to work and get off the ground so to speak. Every cent earned diminished into basic cost of living expenses Tanja explained.
Tanja’s waiting time to sell her paintings must be reduced so her friends are presently making a concerted effort to expose her talents far and wide, myself included following my informal interview with her.
Galleries are showing keen interest in her paintings and kindly disposed to her plight.
Tanja has a positive outlook as friends support her and this no doubt will enable her to paint with even more skill that ever before.
Tanja's Art Collection
Tanja brings anything to life from her Portraits to Wild Life and African Culture to mention but a few styles. I invite my readers to take pleasure in viewing these few photos of Tanja’s art work and giving me your candid opinion of her talent.
In conclusion may I say, “Tanja, one day your hidden talents will be known world wide, stay positive and strong, continue in the ‘faith’ that you hold dear to you.”
How humbling it is to meet such a resilient lady!
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