Friendly conversation of spirits

In a realm where dreams mingle with reality and the ethereal becomes the norm, there exists a convocation most unique—a symposium of spirits, not unlike a congregation of the corporeal, where camaraderie blooms in a twilight embrace. These ethereal beings, unshackled by the deceit that tethers the living, weave their interactions with the silken threads…

Flower Sun

In the boundless canvas of nature, there exists a spectacle of hues so vivid, so enchanting, it rivals the very artistry of the cosmos. Behold the flower sun, a magnificent bloom christened aptly for its radiant beauty. Its heart, a resplendent yellow, glows with the pure essence of daylight, a bright and cheerful presence that…

Flowers in a pot

.In the breathtaking journey of life, there lies a profound philosophy of transformation, akin to the metamorphosis that breathes vitality into the very essence of our being. It is this metamorphic brio that whispers to us in moments of quiet introspection and roars during our trials and triumphs, reminding us that within the cocoon of…

Flowers

In the delicate bed of a garden, the painter’s brush gently guides a ballet of blossoms, a vibrant scene. Colors and shapes in the congress of marriage. Soft petals like the kiss of morning, in the crimson and purple of bliss. Each a distinct silhouette in the great expanse of nature.Some stand tall, with proud…

Eleven September 2001

The coal-black, sooty walls were cast in grey, crumbling shadows, while a thick layer of ash covered the streets. In places, embers glowed beneath the ash, the remains of an unquenched flame. Suddenly, a great monastery bell was coming dangerously towards me. As an unannounced storm arrived. It was attached to a strong rope to…

Deep in the forest

   On an orange afternoon.The sound of falling water and the movementof the river. Pleasant and humid heat. 

Cowboy

  Cowboys were hardworking and brave men with unique abilities. Rounding up cattle and enduring hardships and dangers made them different men. At dusk, they would build a fire to rest – cook food and drink coffee. It was so pleasant to me that I imagined and painted this picture.The invaluable role of the horse…

Coral

    How would I feel?If instead I were a coral and livedat the bottom of the sea?   

Cloudy weather

Two sea birds are flying and are going out of the scene. They are followed by two waves.