Finally, I have grasped: Just have a look at what's below.
Yet lets try to see both sides. So there is my confession:
once upon a time, a beholder dared to name himself the Creator. Thus your Tomas Karkalas became the artist...and I was proud of my profession, yet now I see that my joy to color the pictures led me astray - I shifted from listening to the pictures to the joy at the interpretations of the pictures - the results were easy to predict: making boast of the creativity was soon awarded with the disability.
At a moment, I see my bodily weakness as a blessing - the posibility to recall what was silenced once. I hope my stories will help you to see yourselves better too.
2 comments:
The one on top reflects your eyes through the lens; the other one your heart through the brush. Keep listening to your surroundings - very carefully as beauty just whispers. It is your brush or lens or whatever tool you pick that makes them loud enough for the common person to hear them.
wowwwwwwwww this kind of art can touch my heart...niceeeeeeee..i love it
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