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Welcome to my art store. Ссылка на мою страницу в FINE ART AMERIC. Color and paint is not synonymous to me. Paints are limited, but color is a spiritual substance, and it is infinite. I believe that painting is a unique activity of the human mind that can never be replaced. Painting absorbs and reflects the tension between our physical and metaphysical worlds. I attempt to use beauty and.
We are still building our creative team of artists.
The legacy of the world-renowned Russian Artist, Ekaterina Grigoryeva, continues with her only student - Inna Pankratova. I am able to use my vision, choice of vibrant colors, textures and transfer them to canvas. I feel my pallet knife is an extension to my soul.
I was born in Kyrgystan, beautiful, mountainous country, with a gorgeous Issyk-Kul Lake. Childhood memories often bring back those exciting moment of my life when I used to draw or paint in art classes. I tried not only to paint and draw but also involved myself in different art crafts like sewing machine embroidery, weaving yarns, hand weaving rugs, painting on silk, did ceramic. Georgione, Titian, Veronese, Raphael, Velasquez, Renour, Levitan, Repin are just a few name.
Самое главное в работе художника - искренность. Прогресс в искусстве через избавление от лжи внутри вас.
Ceramic Clay, water color paint.
Написать об этом в блоге. Aleksandr Postelnyak was born in Ukraine in 1962. He started loving art at early age. At school he was an active member of the sculpture, design, and drawing clubs. After graduating from high school in 1983 he attended a design college in Odessa, Ukraine.
В этой атмосфере рождаются удивительные по смыслу композиции. Вот, например, лодка. В лодке растут три дерева, в ней три человека. Один человек садит свое дерево, второй свое срубает, а третий просто сидит у пенька уже срубленного дерева на котором прорастает новый побег. Здесь профиль ангела, но подойдя ближе и присмотревшись, видишь, что.
С Той Стороны, где Ветер.
صدای پایش ارام ارام به گوشم می رسد. باز هم خاطراتم زنده شد. من وتو به یاد باران. یا شاید به یاد تو من وباران. فرقی نمی کند چه در کنارم باشی. زیر باران یاد تو مرا خیس می کند. قول می دهم فقط قطره های. پاکش را بغل کنم! و بی هیچ اشکی دستهایش را بگیرم. فقط بویش را حس کنم! فقط از پشت پنجره نگاهش می کنم.
Jfé partii dla Gérèratiion ratéii ou toute lé fiille On le coeur briisé . Abonne-toi à mon blog! 3665; Skyrock Presente ๑. Retape dans le champ ci-dessous la suite de chiffres et de lettres qui apparaissent dans le cadre ci-contre.
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Abonne-toi à mon blog! Ma puce et Mwa. Ils me rendent gaga! .