the riddle of being 2009 by Tomas Karkalas
The photo portrays my yard , yet this shot is much more than just an autumn pick. I face this view each time I go out of my room and it looks like a sign… the riddle of being – the fate. The ability to recognize the mystery in the ordinary steps makes the life the colorful, yet the explanations of my eyesight just illustrates my thoughts, but don’t change anything. Thus the first impression was replaced with the new riddle . Why did humanity so appreciate the knowledge? What makes her the powerful tool for moving … where?
These questions returned me back to my post Fall Festival. As I looked around, feast of All Souls Day knocked on my heart once again.
Portrait of my silence 2009 by Tomas Karkalas
There are houses whom we know well from the postcards, and there are houses that are patiently waiting for us. I took a shot of such and colored the photo. It looks for you from the above. Personally I am going to the hospital. I will spend my November there, thus your comments will make my days. Thank you in advance. I wish you the best Fall festival, just click on the above.
child for life
The life survey described me as child for life. I should feel myself proud of such characteristic, yet it’s a bit confusing to see so oneself in the eyes of my own children. They became grown up – are wise and competent to share their thoughts with the world- meanwhile I continue to ride on a sunbeam… Star lecturers talk about mind power and put their audience in awe at just magic visions on the world’s future. I like to muse too…look here. It’s good indeed NOT to THINK about oneself as the jobless disabled who can’t support himself. The complaints didn’t attract anybody, meanwhile the voiced gratitude warms the heart of each. Thus I am playing with the metaphors and share my meditation in color with you. Fine arts enables me to stay as the grateful child for life.
autumn colors 2009 by Tomas Karkalas, Lithuania
The autumn didn’t question the leaves either they wish to vanish from the trees. The picture was the warning, yet it looked so beautifully. Art message was the cunning and put me under a charm. The transformational art captivated me.
What’s about you? Do you hear the space whispering here? What’s your response?
- last welcome by Tomas Karkalas, lithuania
I’m used to identify myself with what I see at a moment. Thus there are no accidental shots. All my diary lists are my selfportraits, thus while watching my artworks I’m listening to the earth breathing. Thus came this Last welcome too. Read full story here… and here. I would greatly apreciate your visit and comments. Thank you in advance
While art awakes the dreams, the photos prove the reality of our visions.
Challenge of a street
If the picture caught your attention, read the full story here… My hot thanks to WordPress for the help to breakthrough the silence.