On Imagination: Text inspired by the autodidact artist – Nira Fuchs

On Imagination

Text inspired by the autodidact artist – Nira Fuchs

Ein Iron – Cooperative settlement.

By Dorit Kedar


Passing by The Night Forest Woman Tree,

Seeing her elongated coffin features within the trunk,

Her mouth wide open.

The eyes- drowned out,

A sudden terrifying/terrified shout,

Destabilizes a swan/duck/woman’s pale portrait,

Agitates an unsettled white giant leaf-bird.

Murky Earth had replaced Heaven,

The isolated balloon-like area of feverish yellow claims its


Imagination challenges the Laws of Time and Space:

It denies the uniqueness, separateness and mortality of anyone and anything,

Myth, apparent reality, remembrance, dream-time, fantasy, faith, traumas, nostalgia, hope, desire, disillusions are mixed into the Cup of poison and elixir.

The Night Forest may become a refuge for female nude dormant sexual inhibitions,

Roused by a cornered potent grey rocket and fully rounded reddish fruits of The Tree.

The forward leaning body of the youth illuminates the greenish ambient,

Reverberating a pictorial motif of both physical and transcendent Ecstasy.

The real and the wanted, the dead and the living, the young and the aged mingle,

At last unchained by courtesy of Imagination.

But menace crawls into the field of Liveliness, as white masks amid flamboyant foliage.

Terror rushes into the gate of Splendor

And remixes the ancient potion.

Imagination remains unvanquished,



Allowing the soul, and if only for an evasive bizarre instant

To intuit the Enigma of Creation.


About Dr. Dorit Kedar

Forced to continuously change nations, cultures and schooling - I had to develop a wider sense of communication, a way of thinking-feeling-behaving which stresses the common denominators. The need to adapt new landscapes and land-souls has taught instinctive means to overcome separatism, prejudices, dogmatic beliefs and suspicions. While looking for the common gathering denominators, I have also increased the ability of perception and individuation. Being constantly in estranged places has triggered psychological processes to turn the unfamiliar into familiar. As an art critic in the Israeli press, a curator, a writer - have always dealt with the otherness, the different and the infinite variety of the Existent. My Book of Peace is the result.
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