“OH, East is East,
and West is West, and never the twain shall meet,
Till Earth and Sky
stand presently at God’s great Judgment Seat;
But there is neither
East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth,
When two strong men stand face to face, tho’ they
come from the ends of the earth!”Rudyard Kipling
Portrait by Van Gogh's shows his atelier with Japanese prints on the background .
The 19th century was a period when the East and West started communicating in new ways. The Paris World's Fair in 1878,1889 and in1900 allowed artists and intellectuals to become more familiar with oriental art and culture. If we look at trends in the art of this period, we will see how Japanese style graphic art had taken over the European way of painting, dominated by the Sfumato (soft transitions of light and shadows in the style from the time of the Italian Renaissance). Perhaps Van Gogh’s painting can be used as the best example of these transitions whose art changed drastically after he moved to Paris. Light, shade and space had become increasingly less important and he focused more on the bright color and contour, thereby becoming more and more like those Japanese images, which he collected and hung on the walls of his studio.
After Rain. 2014. Oil on Canvas.
It happens like this: what you like, you observe for a long time and enjoy its esthetics, and ultimately whether you want it or not, at the end it is reflected in your art.
A year ago, some ideas had come into my mind from where I had no idea, and I then created a new series of paintings called Rain. These pictures have intrinsic variations yet they depict no representational form and there is no space between applied paint. Like a hand-woven carpet has plaited different colors, which do not blend with each other but, are applied next to each other. Only then when man looks from a distance they repute to be one whole. To put it in a nutshell the series looks just like a carpet.
Only recently I realized from where the Rain Series ideas derived….


Years passed and one day my grandmother sat me to her side and told me the story of how she had purchased the rug. It turns out that, in fact it was in Tbilisi during the Second World War period. She said that it was very expensive, but she liked it so much that she had to spend all the savings she had to acquire it. Anyway she did it. “I want to gift this rug to you and if you need money for some good purpose, only in this case you can sell it and use the money.” she said.

Here I am sitting in my studio in California, in the extreme west of our planet, looking at my paintings; which as it turns out were painted under influence of my grandmother’s Shirvan rug - or maybe under influence of The Eternal East!
Written by Mirza Davitaia www.mirza-art.com
Edited by Nicole Borgenicht