Lost in a spread of the color

I was looking at a color spread over my window and my paintbrush was moving as if out of itself. So the digital painting led me to the peaceful silence on the canvas that portrayed the homeland of the metaphors that were transforming all rubbish heaps by the road into something worthy the hot applause. Like the picture Photo Judgment on my art by Tomas blog
Art therapy gifted the meaning to my seeing the world, yet would my virtual crafts give any to you?
The question repeats the message of prior post chat overview - shares the same hope to be interesting and useful to you. That's all I can for today .The works of Tomas Karkalas are the knock on the eternities for today.

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rehabilitation of a sketchbook

Wise sayings are worthy pondering deeper despite their inability to burst into laugh.
So what do I do?

silent pass into silence - 2010 by Tomas Karkalas

I opened my sketchbook and didn't doubt ability of the art to fill currently empty sheets of paper.
As I took my paintbrush, I as if jumped over a time. The beholders will have what to look at when today's emotions will   will be put into shape. The ancient monuments always inspire  the viewers with desire to uncap , to bow to them... yet people rarely rejoice at a cemetery .
Therefore I questioned myself what is sense to hurry to frame the creative work and hung it on a wall?
My silent pass into silence looks like the shadows of a shadow at a moment. The picture looks abstract, yet its "no shape'' means the rejoicing over the memory of the light - the rehabilitation is not a statement but the process - the awakening to question 'what's that?'

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