a lonely passenger

a lonely passenger

photo painting A lonely Passenger / Tomas Karkalas

Fantasy bubbles are exploding; our handmade arts look like the meteoric attractions. They produce the pictorial splashes, yet who would care for the tatters? That’s why lots of pictures are rolling in the mud of the forgetfulness. The heart is crying for the survival and thus leads all those who have the ears to God’s Word. God dries our teardrop and gives the peace in Jesus Christ.

rediscovery of life

butterfly in the plaster - Tomas Karkalas

photo painting – butterfly in the plaster – Tomas Karkalas from Klaipeda, Lithuania

While wandering around the forest, the question “Are you lost?“ would sound like a hand of support to  get out.  But  the same inquiry would rise up only the irritation,  if  it would address us in the comfort of out home.
Our state of being lost in a physical world always cries for the help and demands the answer to „what should we do?“ , but in the spiritual realm the things look otherwise – the world prefers poetry to the direct reference word – points to the quotes of the wise but not the heart of the hearer.

Value your words. Each one may be the last — Stanislaw Jerzy Lec

the bridge to oneself

the bridge to oneself

the bridge to oneself

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 thoughts with 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

my lucky day

digital painting Home Town by Tomas Karkalas, klaipeda, Lithuania

Home Town

I bought a lottery ticket. It cost 1$, but I didn’t lose a penny – I win one dollar too. So today became my lucky day: I lost nothing. Was that not a dream?
Thus there are no wonder I didn’t stop buying the lottery tickets – I still have hope to improve my being: to change the sad reality of the living on a disability pension to a sunny today. The lottery is my only way to do that.

“Time is what you have left.. you just march with it and use it the best you can”Frank Stella

School of love – create with joy

photo painting Moral King by Tomas Karkalas from Klaipeda, Lithuania

Molar King from art therapy class

It is good if everybody has a chance to talk, yet that only doubled the pain because nobody listened.
As we realize our problems as the misunderstandings, the conflict hurts doubly: the understanding of the meaninglessness of our passions colour up everything as the futility. That increased my despair and led to the hospital for people with the psychiatric disorders in Klaipeda. So I appeared in the art therapy class…Wow! Love was reigning there. The mental hospital was a school of love. I took my camera and became the participant of the class.

My eyes were captured by the Molar King freedom from the attachments means not the wings, but the blindness to the talents God gave to us.

Many are afraid to greet people with the psychiatric disorders, and such mindset hurts the most. It hurts not only the rejected but the world because the prejudices rob people of their freedom to smile and put them into the slavery to the cunning standards of beauty.

What the caterpillar calls the end, the rest of the world calls a butterfly — Lao Tzu

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Last sentinels

digital painting last sentinels 2010 Tomas Karkalas; Klaipeda, Lithuania

digital painting LAST SENTINELS – 2010 – Tomas Karkalas; Klaipeda, Lithuania

“Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.” ~ Mark Twain

The yellow “Sentinel” never tires of watching the developments, guards the earth underfoot. The picture serves as a shield against the rational mind – proves Mark Twain’ definition of the kindness which equips us with the truth for the sharing. So the artwork returned my freedom to choose :
if we would visualize the passersby as the letters, what would we read?

… I became even ashamed for my satisfaction with the present moment. That may sound strangely, but if I am enjoying my now, that means I do not wish to improve the situation – the incurable do not wish to recover (!) Can it be so?
Faith, hope, and love… I think that faith and hope always point to the future and thus take us out of “here and now”- only the love has the power to cross this trap and bridges heaven to the earth – see my images

ABC of self-deception

digital painting Scattered Seeds ~ Tomas Karkalas; Klaipeda, Lithuania

digital painting Scattered Seeds ~ Tomas Karkalas; Klaipeda, Lithuania

The mushrooms grow and have the same taste everywhere, yet, while moving from country to country, the approach to the gathering of the Edible Boletus differs greatly. The Lithuanians and I in the concrete love the mushrooming  – the wandering around the woods,  but it‘s otherwise in Sweden or Germany – many “gather” the delicious “wood-bread” only in the shops.
The same relate to the fine arts. The colors please each eye, yet radiate the different message – the same image means different things in different countries. In spite of everything, we continue to muse about the global impact of the fine arts on our cultures.

Is that not the ABC of self-deception?

Yes, I like to paint, but what does that mean? How to relate my emotions to the current world events?
Do you know the picture that changed though some in our daily living needs?
No?
I also do not know, yet I am still creating my visual stories.