Art of Butterfly in Plaster: Fine arts heal the soul as we recognize ourselves in other ~ Tomas Karkalas
Showing posts with label visual thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label visual thoughts. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
Thursday, September 13, 2012
The Cost
The scientists made clear that words and music affect the water
How do we deal with that knowledge?
How does our blogging (the words we leave) affect us ourselves?
We follow the busy path from Cocoon to te Butterfly, so let be careful
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| THE COST (2012) photo created by Tomas Karkalas |
How do we deal with that knowledge?
How does our blogging (the words we leave) affect us ourselves?
We follow the busy path from Cocoon to te Butterfly, so let be careful
Thursday, May 26, 2011
scattered seeds
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| scattered seeds - 2011 by Tomas Karkalas |
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
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
backyard story
Sunday, May 22, 2011
secret of my wall
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)
Friday, May 20, 2011
blissful loss
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
"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
Thursday, February 24, 2011
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.
Such are my visual thoughts.
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