Visual Arts
Composing with the shades of rainbow-light…
Brushes in my hand, weaving lines and tunes into the shades…
Words strung like beads on a string fall featherlight on a thin surface…
A song to see…
Rainbow-light grows into whispered words of a high-pitched rhapsody…
A song to see.
Primo Premio Firenze – Europa
Visual Arts
“NOW”
…is that moment in which we fall into the deep end.
Holding a line of love and life in the palm of our hand.
Where one starts off with a point then follows the line… following the comprehensive wind…
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As an artist, a visual artist I hold the brushes in a steady drumbeat to the canvas.
Touching the canvas, as lovers do.
Tumbling and falling into the never-ending profound blues ahead… following the burning desire to be united with the rainbow-colored tunes carried by the wind.
Songs of Freedom, songs of Ice and Fire… Songs to See…
I hold the horizon onto the tip of the brush, seeking brightness in the shades of life.
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As an artist, a visual artist I read between the lines of perspective opening heart and mind to the boundaries of consciousness and perception.
Slipping through the doors of perception where time vanishes, finding a deeper awareness of the world and our place within it.
To see what cannot be heard…
A painting like a window in a blind wall.
A painting, a whisper in the wind.
A Door of Perception…
Looking twice at the empty bottle laid aside, no message can be found.
Wise words are spilled all over…
- Perspective – A wonderful journey, one starts at a point following a line… melodically
- Perspective – A dance with colors and lines that follows a melody of outspread wings.
- Perspective – A meeting and a clash between length, height and width.
Nice meeting you…
