Dear Santa!!! I must say I am always surprised when I get a letter from You! It is usually not Jul at all. It is not even Winter, but who cares… … getting a letter from North Pole is awesome … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: April 2013
I went to the forest, I walked that crazy, not smooth path, by the river, in fact more rocky, and dangerous… … and I was thinking about not coming back. Just staying there. In the forest, between this flowers, lying … Continue reading
It is not, that I have a choice or something to say… … I do not. When I have to paint, I just have to! So when I have no canvas… … and the will of painting is so strong, … Continue reading
“There are places unspoken, there are places undone. Nobody writes here poems, there is no happy ramtamtam. You can meet here desire you can catch some summer light, but be careful what you wish for, in fact all can be … Continue reading
This happens every evening now… Me behind my kitchen window, our neighbors cat on the pavement and amazing black singer with a gold nose. We listen. I do think the cat has also something tasty on his mind… but still … Continue reading
First, warm and strangely calming wind of this Spring. It is sooo warm, that kind of have nothing to breath in… … but it works for nature! My next painting is done! “Mythology of the Space – The First Anger” … Continue reading
I am working now on next piece from “Mythologies of the Space” series… and it will be called “The First Anger”. Somehow this painting came out from me few days ago, when again someone was trying to tell me how … Continue reading
First spring rain! Amazing feeling, you can in fact touch those changes, songs, whispers and stories, everything what is in the air is ready to create, to rebirth, to start all over again! One more time… Again to move this … Continue reading
I do not get it… People mostly strongly think they know me… usually better than I know myself. It is something what we all deal with… but I do not get it. They do not try to meet me, know … Continue reading
From time to time it just happens. This strange feeling comes and nothing is important. There is only huge emptiness inside of me… … nothing more… I am aware of this strange useless of myself. OK I was never good … Continue reading