Self portrait

Light will become tangible. 

when we publicly express the heart and sign our response.
 - Tomas Karkalas

Life lesson

Sad stories disguise as a colorful photo. And the pictures do not lie. The evildoer  ugly claimed my blogs as his own so that I can't log in to them anymore
Sorry for the black humor, but what more can I do now? Are we totally helpless against the hackers?

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. 

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school of love

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. 

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the haunted key fob

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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editor-in-chief of art by Tomas Karkalas

                            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.

is it colored or stained?

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?

Title vs Message

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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