My Logo of this Weblog. Before the artist arrived, the shell had already painted itself in subtle colors. And I just came along to imitate and admire the effects first got by the animal artist. Lines, marks and smudges. I chose them originally for their forms. The shell is a complex object in the way that Nature likes complexity. From the sea to me.

Thursday, February 22, 2018. Oil on black canvas, 18x36. How I can have such conflicting emotions at the same time - both strong, both true, both deeply felt - amazes me, but seems to be a fact.

LandArt - Schriftstellerei - Malerei - Philosophie - Lyrik und Gedichte. Kunst ist die Sichtbarmachung des Ganzen. Diesen Post per E-Mail versenden. Das Wesen von Plastik und Skulptur. Diesen Post per E-Mail versenden.

Ramblings of a Medicated Lady. Namche Bazaar, the Haikus. October 2, 2017 in A Happy Poem. Light and airy as I get. The wait, the long wait. Through the mist and fog. I stand on my feet. But, dear air, where did you go? Lethargy, no, no! Yak cheese, lemon tea, dal bhat.

Watch out for the teeth! February 22, 2018. I like the yarn pretty well for salvage yarn.

I love being an artist; making things and changing environments with color, texture and illusion. Sunday, June 17, 2012. I just love black and white. Sunday, May 13, 2012. Here are two paintings finish.

What if Jesus did not die on the cross? He is my son. There, he took on the name. The one called Saul,. Later known as the apostle Paul,. Messiah of the Gentiles? Be it also known. In the heart of Rome. Because he already stuck a knife.