Monday, March 28, 2011

nameless painting

nameless painting 2011 by Tomas Karkalas
Despite painting's knock on the heart, the post without words will be accepted as an empty post by the search engines. What else can I say? The above defined the title. By the way, the nameless fits to all works of Tomas Karkalas the best.
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Monday, March 21, 2011

which direction to take?


The amateur photography raised the high question, what direction to take?
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Saturday, March 19, 2011

silent suspiration

The oral message deals with the interaction between people and therefore it looks omnipotent, yet such impression vanishes from site in modern times. The printing press swallows down current words. Though our thoughts may look impressively in print, factually nobody bother with yesterdays papers. Great news silently melt into trash and thus the unrepresentable dustbins hide lots of secrets. For example, Once upon a time here lived such Tomas who named himself the Art-hiker ....
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Thursday, March 17, 2011

cosy chat

It's good to smile. A smile is a good thing and therefore I like the cracked walls. They know the art of listening. While unbosoming  to the walls, you are always free from the fear to be interrupted with the counsels on how to live healthier and thus do not hide your tears.  Only the complete wreck breathe in each your word with real understanding. Such way the visually not attractive picks never hurt with the polite indifference but always comforts the heart. While the same sun shines to us all and we all are free to enjoy the light, the artistic expression of that pleasure has a cost that far exceeds the the work-less disabler's  possibilities to pay for the artistic materials. The wrecks know that and never judge any for the begging. So while looking at the wise walls my dark thoughts vanished from site at a glimpse. There is no wonder for I titled my photo the cosy chat. We both were visualizing the art showrooms that were inhabited by the colorful dreams in spite of the impotency to enter them.because of my financial poverty... Sorry for the sad ending, but this blog is my diary where I am free to question loudly what for do I continue to live? When will the Lord will take me home? Why do I need to face my inability to share my dreams and can talk just with the wracked walls?
Ah, lets smile. I can blog for a free. Is that not grand?
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Sunday, March 13, 2011

tutorial on joy

Lots of things are difficult to accept, yet all the problems can be healed easily. It is enough to go outside. When I did so, I just came into an awe. The sun was shining and the colors were talking - everything in front of my eyes preached to me. That enabled me to see my musings on art and life in the new light.

While the mirrors reflect the light, the artworks showcase what was grasped by the people. 
As the specular surfaces as the pictures are just the tools, the helpful implements  to us in dealing with our personal emotions.  The approach to the things we have teaches people the spiritual priorities and thus enables them to accept their tears for various misfortunes as the supplies of the artistic materials for the embellishment of the life they have.
Such way the material well-being ( the abundance of the mirrors on our walls) help people to recognize the true values. It is the sun that  fills the hearts with the gratitude and  lights up people with a smile. That's the divine grace
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Friday, March 11, 2011

Picture and its definition

Our thinking colors everything we look at, thus each view reports our dreams, yet the words resist to that elementary (our talking creates the possibility of being something un-related to the topic) and thus give a birth to a nonsense. 
THE HOLEY SHROUD - 2011
The titles At the door and self-portrait differ between, yet is it thus indeed? I can either accept the message of my holey shroud or laugh at such definition of the artwork above. However, would that change anything? Each of us is free to a self-deception That is the freedom of our will.

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Tuesday, March 8, 2011

quick sketch

quick sketch
Quick sketch deals with the visual poetry and thus talks more than the profound complaints for the temporal hardships. That is fine art of being - my diary.

Light breaks through the walls

photo story LIGHT BREAKS THROUGH THE WALLS by Tomas Karkalas

The photo story shows clearly that light breaks through the walls.These are the inspiring news, isn't it? Therefore I trust the visual poetry . That's the art therapy, the main message of my creativity. See the hopeful passage about art and life metamorphosis.
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Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Listening to self

The titles give a meaning even to the shots of the ruins. Could you suggest one?

Thank you
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