( Work in progress! )
My goal is to attune the canvas to my spirit by creating a tension between the colors, a chemistry between light and dark and by using the force of the composition itself.
Painting one’s feelings or one’s sense of self is never easy, but it is the only way I know to try to communicate with kindred spirits. I’m striving to let the colors sing the tune to which my soul moves and convey my passion for the beauty of living.
In this composition I’ve used the stones of the henge to portray the womb of Mother Earth in which primordial woman is dancing, surrounded by her kin.
She breathes to the rhythm of the living rock, the rock that is conscious of eternity and amused at the ephemeral grace of those magical beings twisting to the music of the rapidly changing tides.
The old man, after finally having spent his tiresome ego, is awed by the perpetual creative power of her femininity which only gains in beauty with each progressive phase and is astounded by the simplicity of it all, of living for the sake of loving.
From Muh Borders:
From Willem Adelaar:
From Dog Bless You:
From Talking Animals:
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From Angela Bosinceanu:
My apologies to the apes!!!
From Stefanie Meier:
From London’s Best Rock FM96:
* OUCH!!! *
From Classic FM:
From my sweet wife, Kimberly Maclean:
A octogenarian is walking down the street, when he sees a sign: “Job Vacancy!”. He wouldn’t mind filling his days gainfully and strolls in and tells the HR person that he is interested in the position. The Human Rubbish person tells him that this implies knowledge of high-tech and is really fast paced. The man says to test him and lo and behold he aces the first test. And the second and… heck, all of them!
The Human Rubbish person thinks this very strange and decides to throw him a curve ball. He tells the old man that he is required to test his sperm count and hands him a container. The man says: “What in the blazes do you need my sperm count for???” The dude tells him it’s on the list and that’s that! Our ace asks if he can bring the container back in the morning and is given permission to do so.
The next morning the elderly gentleman comes in and puts the ’empty’ container on the HR person’s desk. The guy says: “Hunhh!???” Well, says the ace, I tried with my left hand, I tried with my right hand. Then my Missus tried with her teeth in and then she tried with her teeth out… But we still couldn’t open the container!