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ART Habens Camille Danielle Wortman We must first of all agree on what is the meaning of visual art! Sure , whatevever one sees in any exhibition is visual, as we wouldn’t be able to experience any of it without our eyes, but I feel uncomfortable when labelling contemporary art visual,as most of the time there is very little to see and without a very long and hermetic text I don’t see anything! I am sorry, but I feel that the art scene is bare, the museums are bigger and bigger, their architecture is absolutly fabulous and grand, but I find that the emperor inside is naked! I will most probably make a lot of artists angry, but I don’t get excited by ropes and knots inviting me to crawl inside a labyrinte, and I don’t get excited at looking at two planks of wood posted against the wall! I need more and I would love art to be more than a gimmick!I don’t have to touch something or crawl inside it to be moved! Rotko’s abstract paintings move me to my very core ,Veuillard my dear friend makes me smile in complicity, the nenuphars of Monet make my heart beat faster....I also love the work of David Hockney. Yes, I have a problem with the provocative work of Damian Hirst, and I don’t care much for Bansky political work! Sorry, sorry! As I have already told you, I live in a very small village , away from a big city, I sometimes show my work at different exhibitions in Tel aviv or just in the region I live,and I use facebook and my blog as a platform to show my art, but I cannot say that I have many followers... I paint because painting and writing stem from my need to express myself! Of course , I would love it if everyone loved my work, everyone read my book and my poems, otherwise I would not try and make them public. Does this wish influence my subject matter or the way I paint or write? No, I don’t think so! I write and I paint just like I talk, impulsively, it just comes out of me, a” me” that I don’t really command. After being told that I had cancer , when I decided to write my book, I just did it, the text pouring out of me! I never reread it and my daughter in law was the one who sent it to Amazon publishing! I don’t even own a copy of the book ! One of my brothers baught it ,read it, loved it , found it very strong but said that it needed editing! O.k! maybe one day this will happen! I just didn’t have the money to do it! Whenever I write my poems, it is the same thing that happens. They just happen, short like a passing thought, Special Issue 23 4 05