Thursday, October 7, 2010

Beneath



when you’re alone and also feel lonely by heart or soul, probably sitting on a chair in your atelier or your room (getting ready to paint or drink some tea), you breathe then and it feels like you see or smell beneath everything through their bones; you, the earth, the air, the window and voices. Sometimes you may even think and get beneath your mind… to the bones of the mind.

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  1. a very striking pen and ink drawing. The back ground colours and details really add to this piece.

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  2. Oh wow--those are really profound thoughts--kindof scary, but I know what you mean. The illustration sees really profound too--and also kindof scary, with all those different shapes and patterns in what's recognizably human, but also something more. The world seen as we don't normally see it.

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