Beit Chagall:

Ida Detective / Retrospective

Curator: Menucha Cohen

14.9.2019 - 24.8.2019
Opening Event: Saturday, August 31, 2010 at 11:00 am

Yoram Mark-Reich

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The Chagall Artists' House in Haifa presents a retrospective of works by the multidisciplinary painter and artist, Ida Blesh, who has recently turned 84, and behind which quite a few single exhibitions and group exhibitions. About twenty paintings contain the exhibition, most of which is commemorated in Haifa, her beloved city. Photos and canvas work.

Her apartment on Akiva Street is packed with her works. The walls are densely covered in her various works. The standard wooden furniture, such as a wardrobe, dresser and table, is painted in cheerful colors, which she says cover her easy life. Akiva Street is located in a mixed neighborhood, religious and secular, but their relationship is good. However, for more than 30 years, she says, she suffers from problematic neighborly relations precisely in the building where she lives.

The exhibition arrived just in time for her. Ida: "Don't ask me what troubles and problems I have. So I was delighted when they called me from the artists' house and offered to have an exhibition with them.

Ida has created the canvas work in recent years, but they take it many years back to the period when she hid in an orphanage during the Holocaust.

Ida Detective was born in the Loire Valley, France, in 1934. She discovered the love of painting at an early age, but was unable to realize her talent because of the financial difficulties her parents encountered in World War II. The main training for the great talent that is now evident in her various works in the art came from studying in a professional school in fashion and sewing. Her artistic development is almost completely independent, which explains the unique lines she has developed.

During World War II, Ida and her sisters hid in an orphanage that also served as a monastery. Ida: "When the Germans arrived in France, they hid the Jewish children to save them. Me and three other sisters were sent to a monastery near Saint Etienne. Every day we went down to the church and prayed to Jesus. Of course, we were not allowed to say that we were Jewish. Because our dad was the community rabbi in the town where we grew up, Rowan, in the Loire Valley. "

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