Art of Butterfly in Plaster

weeping landscape

2011-08-16T09:18:00.000+03:00


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The picture Weeping Landscape talks about my surrounding, yet the artwork reflects much more than just my personal being. The digital painting stresses the need of viewer's personification with the image for the discovery of light that has the magic power to illuminate the path he takes. The image looks like abstract painting just at first glimpse.

my inner critic

2011-08-09T11:18:00.000+03:00

As what you see above was titled as the inner critic, my artistic work was done, Tomas Karkalas's picture became ready for the sharing with you. Hope you will enjoy this artwork and let me know your mind. Thank you.

as curiosity peeps back

2011-06-04T16:12:00.003+03:00

While painting, I followed the dream - just enjoyed the vision and everything looked OK .... Yet the curiosity peeped back, and the sorrowful musings blurbed the cheerful artwork - I inquired myself either need my creativity though anybody? Why should somebody pay for my luck? If I haven't money to frame my works, that is just my own problem, isn't it? People enjoy the colorful canvases, but not the life of the artists. I too wish to talk not about personal disasters but the light that comforts and leads us all. So why do I grieve for the pictures that are buried in my archives?
While painting I identified myself with the blow of the wind, while writing the description of this handicraft, I discovered what should be weeded out of my garden - it is easy to explain the selfishness, but not to justify such thoughts. That's why I love to blog. It helps me to look at myself without any prejudices.

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scattered seeds

2011-05-26T00:04:00.004+03:00

scattered seeds - 2011 by Tomas Karkalas

You and I- we both are the seeds, my artworks too. They are likewise scattered on a road.
Let's joke.
The warms should like the area that was depicted by my digital painting... the fishermen too.
Yet what use such note to me?
I have not the rod and thus do not need any bait. I just am ... yours sincerely ...Butterfly in Plaster

backyard story

2011-05-24T16:24:00.002+03:00

As I blog, it becomes obvious that the thinking without leaving the comments is just an empty word.

secret of my wall

2011-05-22T14:47:00.001+03:00

Aged care –such statement sounds well, yet do you see any of it in the picture below?

As for me, it was easy to draw my inspiration from this piece – it was enough to look at what was blooming underfoot, when the whole sky was overfilled with happy dong, for my eyes could shine like these of the passersby who where in a hurry to the fiesta of the ships that came to my city. However, does my painting reports any of these?

Yes, I like to paint- to forget myself in the wandering of my paintbrush on the canvas which graphic as comforts as inspires – releases me from the traps of worry for myself and thus opens the eyes of the heart. Then just unforgettable light transforms all footprints into the direct answers of life meaning – makes the metaphors into the ordinary building bricks. Stressful day thus becomes a dream, and the dream replaces sorrowful nitty-gritty experience with the blessing of the gratitude for the ability to respond. That is worthy the sharing and it is only the sharing that makes all above the reality (opens the door to the visual thoughts)

blissful loss

2011-05-20T14:18:00.001+03:00

The hackers made a mess of information on my profile and thus forced me to search for the remnants of the works on a web. I found the above pictures, met with the famous quote that I was used to cite in days when everything was OK :
"I don't like to say I have given my life to art. I prefer to say art has given me my life"
That was worthy to remember. Frank Stella's saying comforted my grief - inspired me to strive to be worthy the lost pages. The grasped meaning of the creative work converted current loss of my blogs into the happy encounters. The above proves the blissful loss

what was attacked by hackers

2011-05-17T22:59:00.001+03:00

Have a look at the photo below and you will see what was attacked and destroyed by the hackers.

The artist Renatė Lušis leads art therapy club "Modus Vivendi"
that is located in the Hospital for the mentally ill in Klaipeda. She says:
"Art therapy can add great harmony to life"
love needs no authority except itself
We trust that there is no such thing as no chance.

I was used to start all my posts on Modus Vivendi with the above message. But the hacker broke into my account and deleted art therapy blog from my profile.
On the web, Modus Vivendi stopped existing. I thought that everything was lost for ever, but Don Andrew offered the hand of support to me. I got his email

"One thing I can do is help you see your posts, To see the posts on Modus Vivendi, click this link then CLICK ON Cached to see posts."

I did so and thus this post appeared. The lost revived due unselfish help of Don Andrew. I bow to him and the hot "Thank You" fills my heart.

art of selp pity

2011-05-15T19:10:00.002+03:00

Sometimes self-pity looks like only comforter. At a moment, it knocks on my memory door too.

Sorrow looks for the artworks that once embellished my blogs and therefore were deleted due spam issues (the hackers robbed me). Such way the picture above appeared here. This is the header of Art by Tomas blog. It represents everything that remained from my blogger‘s activity. Thus Time came to headstone below

Self-pity looks beautifully at times, but it builds on the inverted colors – unwillingly glorify the past (presents the loser as the artist to the world) and thus sets the traps...

art response : blend of emotions for blogging memory

2011-05-14T13:54:00.005+03:00

The blogging looked like love practice (the sharing of what comes from within with everybody on a web) Thus there were no wonder for my eagerness to start a blog... Art by Tomas was opened on Blogger, and blogspot.com became my address.

It was so till Google announced that this site was deleted .... Who deleted my blog? WHY? Does it mean some hacker overcame me? No! Art of Butterfly in Plaster still welcomes you

Blogging and love just look the same at a glimpse. If while writing, I am free from any restrictions, while posting I fall to dependence on search engines and their fans, the hackers. While welcoming each and all on a web to a hug, I need to beware of the hackers....

Only the process of the writing may associate with the joy for the sake of joy. The blogging should obey the road safety rules.

The picture expresses the mixed emotions, isn't it?

Yet the obedience gives a meaning to all writings in spite of the fact that it may look like the wild realm at a glimpse.

unforgettable gift

2011-05-11T14:09:00.001+03:00

All artist are dreaming about the freedom from the need to promote themselves to share their heart with the world. Today my dream became true and proved the reality of the miracles. Dear indigoexpressions materialized my visions by putting my artworks into the video, and did that totally on his own initiative. That happened so unexpectedly and was just the unforgettable gift to me. Thank you dear indigoexpressions I am honored to share this video with all my visitors now. Just click on Art of Tomas Karkalas and we will meet eye-to eye.

Life lesson

2011-05-06T01:24:00.006+03:00

Sad stories disguise as the colorful photo. And the pictures do not lie. The evildoer ugly claimed my blogs as his own (erased Art by Tomas and art mirror, Tomas' sketchbook and Modus Vivendi from my profile so that I can't login to them any more)
The (...?...) showcased himself as a thief ...Unfortunately, my only response is the above notification. Sorry for the black humor, but what more can I to do now? Are we totally helpless against the hackers?
Can you help me? Please ...

On the other hand, the loss of my blogs helped me to check out what I appreciate the most. That is not my personal property ( not the blogs I keep) but the desire to communicate - the purity of our relationship.
Your comments on my posts dry my tears and enable me to remain on a web in spite of everything. Today I am glad to add businessvartha.blogspot.com as a friend to my link list.

school of love

2011-02-24T00:56:00.000+02:00

At first glimpse, this photo may look worthy to ignore, yet do not hurry to shut away/ to pass by it in ignorance.The below picture describes my current location, and it is memorable indeed - today I became a student of the love school. You may see its wall here.

Many try to escape that place. And there is no wonder. The shot quite eloquently explains such outlook of the passersby. No one is dreaming to appear in the hospital, yet I dared to rename this building into the school of love. I just couldn't say it otherwise, because I was surrounded by doctor's care with me at a moment I entered this dark building. So is it not the best school of love? Where else anybody are interested in your feelings?
Such are my visual thoughts.

art of whishpering window

2011-02-08T20:40:00.000+02:00

Can the broken window look nice?

What are the goals of the fine arts? Does that have any in common with my personal being? So who looks for my musing?

arts shelter the heart

2011-01-26T13:33:00.000+02:00

digital painting Art Shelter by Tomas Karkalas

It is good to look at my activity as at a meditation in color. Each picture becomes worthy the sharing - thinking about the eternal values replaces sorrow at my day's encounters with the gratitude for remaining alive then. Is it not a miracle?

visual aids to success

2010-11-23T13:16:00.001+02:00

The wandering around heads nowhere, yet such life style is worhy pondering. While the setting of the wise goals just offers a lot, the courage to glimpse at what‘s underfoot reveals everything about life :

This digital painting enabled me to appreciate my HERE and NOW more than any before.

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Shield of Smile

2010-11-10T20:57:00.001+02:00

The digital painting Shield of a Smile looks at us and guesses what would be our response.
That's the art therapy. It always starts as the artist puts down his paintbrush. That is always a test. So I have to choose now. I can either smile to all passersby (to welcome the strangers as myself) or try to look wise and hide my story under the lock.

The truth I confess in my writings quite often spots the purity of colors that I had luck to sense. So you can either rejoice at my Shield of Smile (at the artworks of art by Tomas) or read about my contradicting emotions below each picture.

Autumn Joke

2010-11-08T22:22:00.001+02:00

Art deals with the symbols. Thus there is no wonder for the magical transformation takes place while painting. The fall looks attractively and the sunset associates with the dawn...
While reading my diary you will witness the incredible journey of the sorrowful reports to the splendor of fine arts.

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Healing tears

2010-11-06T14:14:00.001+02:00

This digital painting looks like wet space Thus I named it the HEALING TEARS. They are wet too, isn't it?

The below text should explain the titles of Art by Tomas in more details for it would be easier to move in the world of metaphors.

Hello is always Hello, yet people spread that message differently. While most are used to talk in their native language, I prefer the prompts of my Lithuanian-English dictionary to my mother-tongue that I love so much. That may look a bit confusing at a glimpse, yet my actions are so easy to explain. Writing in English adds a sense of some authority to my musings on life and thus increases the self-confidence. The last looks like a dream, and it is especially desirable to each who is out of work for life because of his social status of the disabler. So I am glad to pay the cost- to agree to be a stranger among my own due to writing in the foreign. Though the last is the hard experience, yet it is so good to visualize the fruits of my pen as the statements that are worthy pondering deeper. In the light of the above, what may look like childish play obtains the value – showcases the traditional „Hi!“ as heartily as consciously.

memento

2010-11-02T11:48:00.000+02:00

In this digital painting I recognize myself in my yard and open the diary. That was the real memento. Fine arts didn't weep but lighted the candles on the graves of the unknown.

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Last one standing

2010-10-29T10:29:00.000+03:00

Top painting sounds better than one of my sketches, yet both titles display the same information. The picture reminds of the inability of the rabbits to bark at the strangers. The Nature always surprises me and thus urges to look around more attentively. I recognized myself in the Last one standing and that awareness commissioned me to appreciate the fairy tales more – to spread the message to be grateful

The secret of my sketchbook

2010-10-27T20:28:00.000+03:00

This photo belongs to my sketchbook, so many may be improved here, yet I want to show this "rough draft" to you already now, because this shot not only depicts my environment but overviews the whole life too. Plus the photography helped me to grasp the mysterious transformation that takes place at the journey of personal diary to the public showroom. While looking at the picture ""Secret of a sketchbook", I grasped the symbolism of the change of passion to respectful silence. So there are the keys:
Each time I go outside, I sense myself embraced by fresh breath of the wondrous day and thus the sketchbook opens as if out of itself - automatically. Meanwhile the exhibitions demands lots of various arrangements. As I think about these emotions, it becomes obvious that the sketchbooks symbolize God's love (the light that makes us all to flow out on the wings of the gratitude) meanwhile our artworks express the human response and so often looks like the withered flowers.

the haunted key fob

2010-10-25T17:10:00.000+03:00

The day demanded wise response. It was inappropriate to play with the words, so I took a photo.
Today's Top Sites Tuesday theme knocked on the heart and thus the picture the haunted key fob appeared on a screen of Art by Tomas.

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Titles kill the light

2010-10-23T15:50:00.000+03:00

Titles kill the light. It was enough to name the picture as Life in a Window and the abstract painting ceased to reflect my being illuminating emotions. The truth became the handicraft at a moment I put down my paintbrush. The process of painting was changed into making the statements then. So joy to see grew up into the need of counting what was achieved till now.....As I looked around, I recognized myself as man of great property - I could allow myself even such luxury as the breathing at a cost of 0,00 - for a free... on Art by Tomas blog.

good news

2010-10-20T10:34:00.001+03:00

If you think that quicker one gets higher, then you might be interested in snail lessons on Art by Tomas.

artistic reply to Top Sites Tuesday #82 – What made you decide to be a blogger?

2010-10-18T19:50:00.000+03:00

When daily news challenge and the yesterday looks like the heaven on earth today, only art colors comfort the heart. While reflecting this sad reality, the pictures announce the ultimate victory of the light and thus inspire the wish not to give up- awake from hard musings.
Unfortunately, art exhibitions become more and more expensive pleasure. The fees already exceed my ability to pay for the participation in art camps. Thus I accepted the blogging as the divine gift that enabled me to remain in the fairyland of happy tales till now. Hope to meet you next Tuesday too.

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by the window

2010-10-11T22:03:00.000+03:00

By the window on a mirror of art, Butterfly in Plaster recognized his dreams in the withered leaf. The memories where nice...thus I am sharing them with you and- if you enjoy my pictures- please click on a button below. Thank you for viewing art by Tomas Karkalas

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my secret

2010-10-10T00:27:00.000+03:00

I am going to tell you the biggest secret. Once upon a time, Butterfly in Plaster wished to be a dog. I even learned to bark. Now such magical transformations became my daily bread. It is enough to take a paintbrush for the wandering through the streets of fabulous town, where all the dreams come true, could occur via art by Tomas Karkalas from Lithuania

life play - to Top Sites Tuesday #80 – What do you Hear Outside Your Window?

2010-10-04T21:57:00.000+03:00

Grandson played with toys, grandpa investigated his actions. Lots of thoughts indwelt in the picture which colors searched for the justification of the autumn. You might like my digital painting Free forever on Art by Tomas blog.

Silent Thunder

2010-09-27T17:15:00.001+03:00

Who will unwrap the thunder?

Click on a picture for a better view. Digital painting Silent Thunder looks to you to unwrap its message. You are welcomed to the world of metaphors, dear Top Sites Tuesday.

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path to home

2010-09-22T21:46:00.001+03:00

Path To Home 2010 digital painting by Tomas Karkalas

Do you know that the clock is ticking?

Top Sites Tuesday #78 – American Football Cheers and Jeers!

2010-09-21T10:52:00.001+03:00

Each time I hear anything about Football, it reminds me the fairy tale I read in childhood.

Each time I remember the fairy tale, my imagination puts me on mind travels:

Warrior in Fall 2010 - digital painting by Tomas Karkalas

The story of that old fairy tale was of a jinnee named Khottabych who once was brought by his master to a football game. He watched the game for a little while and then started a rain of football balls. He gave each player one so there will no longer be a need to fight.

autumn bloom

2010-09-20T21:35:00.001+03:00

Butterfly in Plaster presents old-men' talking as the autumn bloom.

autumn bloom 2010 digital painting by Tomas Karkalas

I too know "the water is wet" yet eagerly look for a quote to prove that. The above looks silly, yet describes my activity well.

This confession interprets the picture the best and thus enables art lovers to enjoy the life that has nothing in common with sad stories of paintbrush holder but bloom in peace at a moment people respond to what they touch with love.

The bark leaves a tree

2010-09-17T15:47:00.000+03:00

The bark leaves a tree, and that is not a fantasy - the photography tell the truth- the white headed promotes a smile. The colors challenge to awake though only the dreams are listening ...

Freedom to stay green

2010-09-14T23:02:00.002+03:00

painting FREEDOM TO STAY GREEN 2010 by Tomas Karkalas

Tomas took a picture and named her "Freedom to choose" So the Butterfly in Plaster received as the new image as a verse worthy pondering - the terms to participate in BlogDumps' Top Sites Tuesday were fulfilled.
Hope you will enjoy the artwork and your comments will expand the meaning of my digital painting.

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Butterfly in Plaster

2010-09-13T14:56:00.005+03:00

Key to a secret:

confrontation with windfall

2010-09-09T21:43:00.005+03:00

As you click on the picture below, the painting will be enlarged. That is confrontation with windfall.

Here is a story of 60x80 cm digital image:

once upon a time...there was an apple on my table. It was washed and safe to eat (free from dirt and any musings on life) . That was the challenging vision that forced me to take the paintbrush. The fruit had no story worthy to mention prior I started to paint it. The apple was just something to eat. Now everything look otherwise. There is nothing to eat, but you can dream over meaning of life at the colorful canvas. Wow, just magical transformation took part: while looking at the artwork I am not starving and lack nothing at a moment. I looked around once again and named the fruit the windfall (so I linked my personal story to the delicious fruit that I used as the nature to my drawing: Windfall is one of my nicknames)

mother bee upside down

2010-09-07T10:35:00.000+03:00

Our willingness to listen transforms rough voice of the banners into the lovely music – changes banner headlines to mysterious depth of fine arts. Thus digital painting Mother Bee Upside Down has a chance to knock on the heart :

This digital painting introduces mother bee upside down. Is that the imitation of the sunbeam’s fall unto the ground, or a failure of the composition? Should I rejoice at divine generosity, or weep for my weakness to reflect the truth- to see the light in the darkness? Despite hard questions, it is easy to recognize the blossom of the flower in that abstract composition. My daughter said its summer time.

This may look like painting for the sake of painting indeed, yet a glimpse at a mirror urges not to hurry with such conclusion. While I rejoiced over the dazzling light of inner peace and was grateful therefore to God, I also saw my bodily sickness and was grateful for the time to listen and to hear the poetry of people with disabilities, who were smiling despite the physical restrictions to share their glorious message. Let’s look at the picture once again.
Is it the bee or the artwork upside down?

Time Travels

2010-09-05T11:28:00.001+03:00

The painting brings the past to future.That is a miracle of art that enables time travels.

painting LAST GLIMPSE 2 by Tomas Karkalas 2010

shadow on a smile

2010-09-02T21:44:00.001+03:00

The silence is like the light. As the sun illuminates my road, so silence expresses peace with myself and the world.Yet the sun drops the shadows, and the silence looks likewise at times. However, each artist knows the shadows are the building bricks of a picture that glorifies the light. With that in mind lets guess what makes the silence awkward at times. Who indwells the shadows that reflect the light? Why?

My grandson is in search of an answer too. We both are looking around yet experience the different pictures. While he is growing in awareness of his surroundings, my understanding of a current state of an apple on a bottom of the photo leads me nowhere. Yet we both are rejoicing : my grandson smiles to me, and and I discover myself in him - we both are learning to grasp the silence (to deal with metaphors) The shadows link us together.

Gift to see

2010-08-26T12:55:00.000+03:00

I was used to see a key to the meaningful life in my activity, and the arts (creative work/painting) enabled me to grow in self-confidence. It was fine to make the papers, and that confuses the most, because nothing was earned by my activity. All I have was gifted to me for a free. Have a look at the photo below:

Here is my wife and grandson - my beloved at the the see.
Many carry with themselves the family photos in their purses, carry what is prized the most. Such way you see on above not some art prints by Tomas Karkalas but his wife with the grandson in the hands. So the simple photo helped me to uplift my eyes once again and the recognition of the God's grace above my handicrafts as restored my spiritual life as returned a meaning to my "fuzzy looking" colors. That was gift to see.The recognition of God's supremacy in our affairs put us on the wing of the gratitude.

Homeless Love

2010-08-23T23:08:00.001+03:00

While being on a road, I met the Homeless Love.

Archives awake to road

Good sculpture should look fine from all sides. Artists deal with this task quite easily, yet in the ordinary life the activity of many rarely talk about their inner beauty. So our marvelous soul is forced to hide under the social status of a man. Consequently many hurry to remove their eyes from the unlovely passersby, yet are they ugly indeed? What is the real beauty?
I entered the hospital for the people with psychiatric disorders and took a picture here. While looking at the paper swan on a windowsill, it was hard to believe that this beauty was made by the sick people. I looked around once more and took another picture. The paper flowers were looking so sweet – they reflected no pain that indwelt the hearts of the creators so richly. What does that mean? Please read my post the Test of love. I tried to look at beauty in disguise of the litters more attentively on Art by Tomas blog

editor-in-chief of art by Tomas Karkalas

2010-08-15T22:47:00.002+03:00

The shot was made, so time came to name the picture, to introduce the photo to Butterfly in the Plaster.

my editor-in-chief

Here is my grandson Simonas. I call him the editor-in-chief of all my blogs and the artworks I share with you on the web. Such expression may sound like the polite saying, yet it is the sacred truth. Our Children (their presence) as if question us "what do we do?" Their silence is the most challenging experience. That always awakes, urges us to act the best we can. Our children awake and inspire us - change the way we see the world. So my grandson is my art teacher, my editor-in-chief. Simonas gives a meaning to my paintings and the joy for being here and now.

mosquito on life aesthetics by Tomas Karkalas

2010-08-09T17:22:00.008+03:00

At times it takes more time to name the picture than to take s shot. Look below. What do you see?

The tiny flying insects painfully bite, yet the above looks like a giant...consequently, this image as if does not belong to the threatening group of our enemies, isn't it?
However, does that sense of personal safety create satisfaction or makes cloudy reality look more attractively?

The above picture was a closeup at the spider's catch, but not the dried dish caught my eye here, I recognized myself in my surroundings. Such outlook on nature drastically changed my experience - sat me back in an awe toward the multitude of the revived metaphors that knocked on the heart and opened my eyes much wider than any encyclopedia. So what does fine art reveal? Our reality, or the dreams?

Let's return to the picture. This is my self-portrait - the life aesthetics

art whisper

2010-08-02T13:25:00.000+03:00

This picture looks like non commercial view, yet the image has power to whisper too. We need just to unlock the hearts. Lots of figures compose the dance of love. It was enough to went outside to sit back in an awe.
The painting helped me to see the silence and to hear the air. I was commissioned to spread these news-to invite you to the party of the gratitude.
While famous places attract the tourists, only comprehension of the sunbeam enables us to enjoy our hear and now.That's the greatest award.

portrait of the soul

2010-08-01T19:26:00.000+03:00

The need to name the painting questions what do I do. It was clear just one - once upon a time, there was an apple. As you know, photos do not lie.

is it colored or stained?

2010-07-27T14:30:00.000+03:00

Paints and morality are the inseparable from each other, because while talking about the fine arts people always focus on the eternal values and thus awake from their rubber-stamp activity. The regain of the consciousness should inspire, yet that opening of the eyes raise up lots of questions. The puzzle-headed 'What is that?' came out of me on a road to the music library where the international exhibition of watercolor artists should be opened. I gazed at the note MYLIU (in English that means I love) yet it was hard to answer what I encountered with in the concrete. Was the lighting pylon stained or decorated? The photo can look either nice or not, yet can the questions be meaningless?

how my stray thoughts were laid into the artwork

2010-07-15T13:08:00.001+03:00

This digital painting appeared in response to peace that overfilled me. While I meditated, prior stray thoughts laid into the artwork that you see on above. The colors revived as I listened to the light and talked with the silence. It was just miraculous experience.
That resulted not from knowledge of some how-to technique, but was God's gift. My choice to listen to the heavenly message was richly rewarded at a moment I gave top priority to the divine guidance in my life.

The secret of the attraction of my archives

2010-07-11T09:41:00.002+03:00

My digital archives remind me of my being not alone . This knowledge is necessary to deal with the painful emotions wisely: the artworks enable me to face my disability with the smile and not to fall into the trap of self-pity but ride the sunbeam with the gratitude for being alive. So the browsing through the archives becomes the art therapy that helps me to recover from the nips of surface beauty in order to awake to the mystery of inner world.
Art galleries reward their visitors with the magical wand (with the ability to grasp the omnipotence of the spiritual powers) That is the secret of the attraction of the pictures. The fine arts free us from a killing sense of personal needlessness and helps to discover joy in our responsibility for being alive here and now. These are the statements to ponder

peaceful Passing

2010-07-06T16:54:00.003+03:00

What you see on above is my passing - the farewell, yet the peaceful farewell, so I am glad to leave it.
The complicated story looks worse than the picture, so I questioned myself either have I the right to smear the colorful illusions of this digital painting by adding the information about the hand that holded the paintbrush?
If we pass by the flowers without mentioning them, that doesn't mean the flowers didn't exist, isn't it?
The same apply to all the sick.Yet while talking with my windowsill I have grasped that people are used to note those who shout loudly and ignore ones who just patiently look through the window despite their peaceful eyes.
The artists retire and leave their crafts to others. Flowers and Foliages inspire. It's fine to look around.. The flowers are not only mental , but tangible too -the wonderful shields against self pity in disguise as the irony.
So let's smile.

survey of my creative work

2010-07-03T12:37:00.000+03:00

At a glimpse the archives point to past, yet old pictures amaze with their mastery to report the current affairs in detail - better than today's papers. The survey of my creative work enables me to conclude

while talking about the light that fills us all and illuminates the path to us all, the artists are used to point to their own canvases only.
The above makes clear why there are much more people on a beach than in the art showroom.
Eloquent poetry and the unforgettable quotes overfill our diaries. We produce lots of worthy pondering statements, yet what matters indeed is only our dialog (communication)- the joy to free ourselves from seeing potential customers in next to us. The above might look like a call to reject the logic, yet it is only way to catch the sunbeam . The archives testify for the above, explain my choice - Thank You!

memory test

2010-06-30T18:26:00.000+03:00

Checking the blogs for the broken links is quite dull activity, yet it rewarded me greatly- the awe surpassed my all expectations. What appeared on my screen looked like real discovery despite its so familiar view. I came head-to-head with ... my own site that was forgotten by me already for a long. The events of deep past overfilled the current emptiness of my being and my heart was healed again. The hot 'Wow!' came out as if of itself. Current joy was not a repetition of the hopes I had once but looked as totally new experience, because while looking at my own art gallery, I was free from any thoughts about earning though something from it and that freedom enabled me to shift from my handicrafts to beauty of the wish to share the beauty.
Click on the link of this memory test and join me on riding the sunbeam.

on a road

2010-06-21T12:07:00.001+03:00

The browsing through the family album puts a sick bed on a road again. Old photos awaken the memory and fill the heart with the gratitude for being alive till now. The pictures join history to everyday life and thus teach us the secrets of the Law of Attraction.
The jobless disabler can't buy a ticket to 7 Wonders of the World but he can enjoy the heavenly pictures and share the awe with everybody around. The trauma I had in 1974 greatly limited my ability to participate in daily events, but God didn't leave me, but otherwise- enabled me to ride the sunbeam. When the grief at my impotency to buy things I want knocks on the heart, old photos remind the above and my inner man revives again.

the treasury of a greybeard

2010-06-18T19:10:00.000+03:00

This is the treasury of a greybeard. You might wonder at such title of my picture, yet is it not the peace that all we dream about? So make it your home.

Wind of serenity

2010-06-17T10:52:00.000+03:00

This picture Wind of serenity shows the guard of the foundations at close (just click the link above) The city walls melted away in this artwork and nothing shadows the wild flowers now. Do you see the portrait of yourself here?

Under the green cloud

2010-06-15T22:19:00.002+03:00

UNDER THE GREEN CLOUD 2010, 60x80 cm by Tomas Karkalas

This digital painting shows the path underfoot. So to speak, embellishes my walk with the sense of something alive.The last is worthy a search indeed. Therefore I dared to share my visual musings with you and hope to receive your constructive comments on what could be improved here. What do you think about our walk in the the light of the eternities? All my pictures deal with that question.

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Title vs Message

2010-06-14T11:04:00.004+03:00

I took a photo. The picture was my response to the visual challenge I faced.
Time came to name what was done then. Now I am to wrap up my eyesight in title.
Can I name this accidental shot the artwork? At some point, this question looks like rough luck, isn't it?

Such thoughts made me travel to Modus Vivendi - to the post "my jottings on art therapy" ...

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