Na'ama Rietti





...the reason for our existence drives my creative interest
Nothing inspires me like…
The sudden and unexpected emergence of ambiguous imagery. Since I was young, I remember starring into curious shadows and patterned curtains, walls with old marks and paint scratches, textured stones and antique floorboards. I would reach for my pencil and quickly sketch into the empty space between the conscious and a blank canvas.
I hope…
Because without hope what would I hope for?
Cultural Influences…
Are shared and absorbed into the creative sphere, enforcing the development of new cultural movements - evolution and continuum.
I got where I am...
And will continue with difficulty, enjoyment, determination, discovery, satisfaction, appreciation, and belief.
Fashion can sometimes...
Explore and merge many creative disciplines.
Faith in…
An existence beyond humanity is my stimuli to explore possibilities and challenge boundaries.
Creativity comes from…
The soul. And is boundless.
I dance like…
I paint, I sculpt like I dance, I sew like I sketch ...it is the same internal rhythm.
My future is…
Most fulfilling when I face my fears and live the present.
My earliest memory...
When I was three my parents made authentic hand-crafted accessories from raw leathers and soft goat suede; one of my earliest memories was my dad drawing around my tiny foot and I eagerly awaited as they created my beloved pair of moccasins.
My mum...
Influenced my values, beliefs and interest in the unconventional. Growing up surrounded by her chaotic assemblage of wonderful, bizarre and anonymous objects - hand-made furniture, cushions, rugs, fabrics ...she made us sock bags from our old T-shirts and sewed her jumpers into Harem pants. The décor was always somewhat unconventional ...I remember once having a door for a table, a curtain for a door and a cushion for a bed.
I like making...
Beautiful things with my hands, for as long as I can remember.
I don't think...
Sometimes I just do. But mostly I think, without being impulsive it can be difficult to break the thinking habit.
My goal…
At the age of seven was to become an astronaut and fly to the moon. I so wanted to own a real space suit. I learned all the planets in the solar system but I never achieved that goal; though my interest in viewing the world from a wider perspective is still a driving force.
Love is…
The ultimate goal. And I would still love to fly to the moon.
