Love

What do you see in the photo? Autumn leaves? Or maybe you recognize yourself in it?
This is me, Butterfly, who was put in Plaster

Love is just one word, but how many meanings it contain! Let’s see.
Some say they love themselves, others say they love their family. The authorities are urging us to love our city as well. As you can see, we already have three loves, and that’s not all.
We are called to love God first and foremost.
Sex and agape are certainly not the same, although they are named after the same word. In addition, people say that if we love God, we must love our enemies as well. Is that possible?
What does it mean to love?

Let’s talk.

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

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 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

I lost nothing today. Was that not a dream?

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

It is good if everybody has a chance to talk, yet that only doubles the pain in case nobody listens.

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

You might be interested to read the art reminder

Last sentinels

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

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

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