The life urged me to vet my dustbin. So I am searching for the heart now.
This is a picture, the artwork – the digital painting ‘Mature squeaker’ is my response to no comments. That’s an overview of the modern world.
The squeaker…the pets are growing old and showcase the transformation of the beloved pup to the barking dog.
The Squeakers leave our towns and inhabit the diaries – pure loveleaves our homes.
Where did lead such reports?
The life urged me to vet my dustbin. So I am searching for the heart here now.
There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face~ Bernard Williams
The question “Are you lost?“ can sound like a lifeline if you wander the forest without knowing the way home. But the same words would sound offensive if you sit comfortably in the armchair. Our gratitude and anger depend on the same words. We obey clearly defined instructions but do not hear the wisdom. Therefore people are skeptical of poetry and follow the press closely because they want an objective overview of world events. What does such objectiveness mean? Is this okay? That is another question. Are you lost?
Value your words. Each one may be the last — Stanislaw Jerzy Lec
The title put a question what is this? So the viewer wonder where is he ? That‘s why I like the fine arts. „What is this?“ always blossoms out at art showrooms. The close-up always works like magic – changes everything to the abstraction that captivates with its symbolism. People can only envy such consciousness outside the exhibition.
Even the best message is just the words, if it comes without the addressee. Therefore, I am questioning myself, what do I do? Why? And thus discover a meaning in my gazing through the window: the passersby dress the famous quotes for the strangers could revive the ages, put the wisdom to the irritating bustle outside. So my “Last Glimpse” got the meaning .
“More people would learn from their mistakes if they weren’t so busy denying them.” — Harold J. Smith
Do you know that keeping the diary has the therapeutic value ? And reading the diary… is it the healing too? That’s why I’m sharing my thoughtswith you. Your comments will give a meaning to my creativity – being here and now. Thank You….
“There is nothing insignificant in this world. It all depends on the point of view.”
~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Yes, my name is not an exception too, dear Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
I am siting in the kitchen and examining my work place. The window is open and the daylight flow into inside, remind the words of Richard P. Evans „It is not what we receive but what we give that heals us.“ Therefore I took a pen and open my notebook…so the picture “while running after the wandering sunbeam” have appeared.