Look at mysel for better tomorrow

Pleasure to take pictures didn't grant satisfaction with the photograph, yet it always is very beneficial activity, because the failure to make a good print helps us to grasp the need of preparation to enjoy tomorrow so to speak. I say so, because the photograph is much more than just some image but the diagnosis of our being "here and now".
I named this picture Look at Myself. This title is the provisory (the capture may sound better), yet while I am free to edit the above word combination, I can't change a jot in the reality I am facing now.  What you see on the above is what I found in my window.  While I was looking at myself,  spring came. Is not that ironical? Spring and flowers should be the synonyms, yet  the truth not always burst into blossom. The lack of what to enjoy in this shot challenges, calls for action and the above gives some hope for tomorrow.

Now I offer this artwork to BlogDumps's Top sites Tuesday. These are my two thoughts. Hope your comments would free me from current ambiguity and my hope for better tomorrow wouldn't be just nice illusion, but the reality we both will enjoy. Thank you in advance.





Come Join Top Sites Tuesday and be #1 on BlogDumps!
The purpose of this Meme is to encourage
Networking between bloggers to have fun while doing it!
Make sure to visit all the other participants and leave comments.
View More Top Sites Tuesday Participants on Technorati here.
See who Tweeted this Post!

the most precious picture

Each artist has lots of pictures, yet the most precious are from his family album. Such is the photo on above. My grandson Simonas examines the world.


As I looked at my easel,  I saw a canvas that still was open to editing. The image I was working on though attracted the eye already, yet some strokes were still  crying for the healing touch of my paintbrush. Thus I was free to choose. I could either try to do my best, or take a new sheet of paper and start everything anew...or go to sleep and do nothing at all.
The emotions that filled my heart while looking at my grandson were  the direct opposite to the above ambiguity. I didn't guess what to do, but rejoiced at Simonas. I didn't rejoice at some my own achievements, but looked at Simonas and rejoiced over the incredible riches that were entrusted to me so to speak.
At the art showrooms people look at the composition of the artwork, discuss the applied technique... , meanwhile the family albums are like the mirrors that reflect just the grateful smiles.
The art critics prefer the framed canvases to the family photos, yet these "accidental" shots have greater impact on our life than all world-famous masterpieces.

Simonas did not pronounced a word till now (he is only two month old) yet my grandson silenced all my complaints already - enabled me to look at myself in a new light. My grandson teaches me the life - helps me to recall all I have enjoyed in my youth.

peace addict

It is always fine to read the recovery stories. The success of others encourage me to deal with personal wounds and thus expand my horizons - enable me to enjoy the picture I see on my path.

the peace addict

The springtime called us all to go outside, and the awakening of nature illuminated each and all with smile. Even the stump in the photo on above reflects some light. At a glimpse it may look as a  sad sight, yet the stump do not whimper or charge with murder the pruning hook, because he understand the need (he was pruned back for the blossoms could appear) Can I say the same about myself? Was my life not the meaningless too?

fruits of self-knowledge

The courage is needed to laugh at oneself. Thus I can be proud of myself - the irony enabled me to open the eyes wider. Now I can not to do just one- I can't not-identify myself with whom I only meet with.

In short, all the above where what my blog and life is about. While looking at the hands of the impotent to do anything disabler, I do not complaint for my sad destiny and the forced dependence on your click on donate button,  but am writing about the incredible riches of the world between lines of this blog. I do not want to disturb you with my tales of woe, but invite to browse  the archives of the Art by Tomas and leave your comments





Come Join Top Sites Tuesday and be #1 on BlogDumps!
The purpose of this Meme is to encourage
Networking between bloggers to have fun while doing it!
Make sure to visit all the other participants and leave comments.
View More Top Sites Tuesday Participants on Technorati here.
See who Tweeted this Post!

last snow

I can either like or disgust at the picture, but my emotions can't change not a jot here. It would be wiser to accept this image as an overview of my activity (as the harvest of my labor).
So I dared to ask, does this photograph represent great art, or portray just dirt? Am I looking at the Last Snow, or just gaze at a mirror and muse on life?

Tulip vs Time

A Look at a vase filled me with the gratitude and thus this picture appeared.

This tulip withstood an attack of logic. It twas time to wither up already, yet the flower continued to embellish my room. That was the answer to my "what's beyond the artwork?" I welcomed the reality of hope once again to my home, and thus fulfilled the New Year resolution to learn to paint the flowers.  I am listening to the spring