Images created by Lithuanian artist Tomas Karkalas
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Aesthetics is the Kapellmeister of morality.
The wisdom of the memory is like the carnival fever: “to be, or not to be”.
When play becomes work, then Love transforms into nostalgia for the “good old” times we once had.
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Wild horses are awe-inspiring, but the mare makes a profit.
Respect for hard-covered weighty books reveals our longing for the duration of the simplest action.
Even the fly becomes a troubadour in the silence.
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Humble questions become awe-inspiring declarations of our memories
Artist are searching not for compliments, they are looking for the answer to their questions.
Attitudes toward us threaten to become our self-conception.
In the legacy of the stones
I am searching for my ancestors.
I am crushing the fictions of the necessary,
As nutshells.
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When Autumn comes then the sky falls down and covers the earth. The leaves above the head then appear to be under the feet, and I dive into that yellow wonder.
Everything around has became yellow - yellow everywhere - even the literature I read bears now the title of the yellow one. Whew! Yellow literature is, for sure, not an honorable attraction!
Why? Why does this amazing "fall from the sky" associate with something extremely dirty? Therefore I take the broom and start the revision of "what is what." Oops! It has happened at once - the beauty transformed into ugliness at this first attempt to make a classification.
Is it escapable? It is so hard to lose the loved ones. But it is also so attractive to put down the law to others - to sense the self as an Authority.
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"Your work is unusual - very often abstract modern art (photography
the same) does not communicate like yours does..." --Peter Shepherd
Tongue is the weatherglass of our loneliness.
The eatery.
The salt is put before me.
I can use it, or not -
I have a free will.
Pictures of the wind don’t envy
The wisdom of the inky thoughts.
But the aged ones are spitting;
They haven’t a toothbrush with them.
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(width 39cm, height 58cm)
I am looking at the book,
And words guard me from the dirt.
Only the mirror is ugly –
He doesn’t know how to play.
Words guard
The daily bread from the dirt,
And me –
From the cakes.
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The branch was naked and it was cold to her -
The branch bloomed with frost and perked up with the crow.
The miracle will visit our gardens too.
White rings will replace the frost,
As the swollen apples, the crows.
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... we were talking wisely about our responsibility for the words we let go from our lips. Unfortunately, that’s all good news. We were talking and questioning, was it beautifully said indeed? Is it the requested action?
As if to say, “to be or not to be.”
I love to paint; I love to have a bath with my colors. Yes, I love to play... but I am so sorry, for we are evaluating one other according to what we have done, not who we are in essence.
That is fine to hear my dear Maestro! But in case the picture tomorrow will happen to be weaker than that of today, would that mean the title will transform into... “The down-and-out?”
What does all this mean? Despite the facts, we continue to claim the priority of our own spirit - of our inner divine “I” - towards the tools we are using, in order to achieve our goals.
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Art works become priceless wealth in the society, but don’t lose heart if you haven’t a penny. The reflections of the sky in the river of your town are absolutely free; everyone can admire the compositions that are made from empty bottles and leaves of the lily.
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(width 77cm, height 100cm)
"Glimpses of the astral plane, where one's thoughts are reflected by shifting visions, that have the light and power of God mixed together with the quirkiness and creative modeling of one's personal tastes, loves and fetishes. Fears too, but they don't darken these pictures." --Peter Shepherd
