When the sun rises I think of a new day as a new world I want to meet. So,in my eyes I see the colour of a rose full of dew drops. In my mind are all the wonderful places i saw or hope to see and in my heart there is the emotion of a new adventure. Come with me in my world of beauty!

House of roses

The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the objects it loves.
Carl Jung
The more frightening the world becomes...the more art becomes abstract.
Kandinsky

Sunday, July 1, 2007

Painting , poetry and photography

Alexandra shows me this today.
I think he's right.

“La peinture est de plus en plus proche de la poésie, maintenant que la photographie l’a libérée du besoin de raconter une histoire.”

[Georges Braque] Peintre français

Posted by SMA at 10:48 AM

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