digital painting Mature Squeakers by Tomas Karkalas from Klaipeda, Lithuania
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 love leaves 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
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digital photo-painting LAST GLIMPSE by Tomas Karkalas, Lithuania
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
cry for color
Once upon a time the sunbeam created my palette and the artworks reflected the sunbeam. My surroundings literally feeds me – the fine arts helped me recognize oneself in other .
„Roses bloom beautifully because they are not trying to be lavender or irises.“ ~ Pragito Dove
The cost of color discovery is high. Art therapy classes go in the hospitals for people with the psychiatric disorders.
This digital painting waked up the play with the words in response to need clarify the picture. The description was started such way and the text bloomed with the gratitude for the success in breaking the silence. Therefore the artwork ‘art questions‘ looks like good magician. Yet would my joy to paint last for a long? It would be sad if you would see just a piece of an abstract here. So the guesswork fill my diary
photo story Beside the Light by Tomas Karkalas
A glimpse at a wall fired me up and I took a picture without any thinking. Yet I wish to say something wise now. Thus I named my photo behind the light and experienced just magical transformation. I recognized myself in the brick wall . Was that a touch of the light I saw?
I gratefully looked around. What was beyond the flat surface of the image?
Lots of questions make my diary and the questions enable me to listen and hear. Such way I am learning to talk…am growing to become worthy a chatter with you. Thank you for your patience.
I love a fly, yet I love to look like a wise man too, thus I question myself, why should I love the fly? Do you know the answer?
It’s so easy to claim the love to all people and the Earth, yet without the fly. As I think about that, I flush with shame and try to hide myself under the riddles. So what do you see in the picture on above? What’s under the roof? Could we discover the Christmas tree there? Let’s read The Wild Flower vs a Smeller. I hope you will find a key to Observer’s picture there and unlock the truth.
Reading always puts me under a charm. Each verse give birth to a question – any word growths up a mystery, and each single letter may hide either a key, or the trap in case we dare to try to translate any phrase literally. Just think, the question “what next?” compose my whole day since the ABC-book was opened. That has happened at my fifth anniversary, yet nothing changed since then. As I was 5 years of age, my beloved storybooks transformed my room into the dreamland, and I inflamed with desire to know “and what then?” while listening at the storyteller . Today didn’t made anything clearer. I still am guessing, what next?
Where are the tales today?