Come my children of the night.
Let me hear your cries
allow me to listen to your hollows; left deep in the darkness of the forest.
For only in the night can such things be known.
Only when the night air is still can anguish be felt deep within th...
Thanks for your visit and your kind comment on my work. Great to see you here, I hope that you and you loved ones are well. I also hope that you will find some time for yourself to relax in yourself, to pay a visit to your inner beauty and wonderful landscapes and visions.
Nice to read something of you, my last reply to you was on visual artist forum but maybe you missed it.
Also a very nice good morning to you, it is 8 AM here, unusually early for me. The noises from the restoration works on the building I live in are unbearable for my sensitive ears, but I try to make the best of it. And that best is: after a pause of 2 years I took up my oils again to paint on a few unfinished works. I needed my creativity on other fields and I experiment a lot on Photoshop, making collages of my drawings and photo’s, it was great fun but now my old love is back in charge and that feels very good. I know the feeling of painting showing them selves. Before I start on a painting I must feel a inner click, a little voice from a sketch, a vision I see in a tree, in stones or whatever asking me to be painted and then the painting is painting it self through my hands. If I paint on demand it is very hard for me. The positive news is that a few sketches started asking to be paint, I didn’t hear that voice for 2 years.
The weather is cold but sunny today. The Autumn and winters here are mostly mild to cold and wet.
I too, look forward to viewing your most unusual work and thougths. I am in a dry period and need to take a short overnight trip to clear my mind. Please keep in touch.
As an administrator I need to spent some extra time on this site and that can be an opening to learning to know interesting people. That’s the way we became friends, on Dawn’s website, I also do that job for her. Like I told you I live alone, 24 hours a day, like a hermit with nobody to talk to. This year I started to take more time to explore different ways to meet interesting people. It will certainly enrich myself and therefore also my art.
In region I live the “Oak” feels at home and there are countless oaks; from young to very old, and this tree played a very imported role in my life, everywhere where I lived there where oaks in the neighbourhood. When I go out it is difficult to “not” think of you.
It’s a real pleasure to communicate with you. There was a time when I was also very slow but that was not my own choice. Right now I taking all the time I need to do the things I want to do, very slow, so I can experience the bliss the moment totally. I spend lots of time in deep meditation enjoying the unutterable beauty of the inner landscapes, the dancing of the subtle fire tongues and whirling light shades.
You made me very curious about your new masterpieces.
Past Sunday, it was extremely bad weather, stormy and rainy and something in me pushed me to go out … to have a magical experience with 2 cats and an aigrette. Suddenly it stopped raining. During my afternoon walk in the city park, I saw a snow-white cat, the whiteness her skin was so intense, I couldn’t believe my eyes. She was also very curious about me, she hided in the bushes to watch me, and I could see her eyes, they were red and her noise was pale and a little red/rose. In the lotus pond nearby landed an aigrette. Normally they are very misanthropic. A few meters further I saw a black cat running by looking with her mysterious eyes in my eyes.