The smell of oil paint,..hm. When my father died, my youngest brother closed his atelier in the way my father left it behind Some paintings still unfinished, paint on the palet,brushes in thinner,his sigarettes and his lighter still on the table, the coffiepot..... My brother locked it as it was , and it is still untouched, took me all this years to wonder,How did he left it behind?...the light on the canvas,his drawings...
Will i 'feel' or "sense" his presence still , after all these years, if i ask the key from my brother? what will i observe if i go in? the left behind creativity,? the life of my father left behind? Adrie 2011/2/24 MarshaV <[email protected]> > > Adrie, > > I love words, just not those used to fortify dead crumbling monuments. > Goethe was a philosopher and a poet who strived for development til the end > of his life. Lame Deer spoke in living sentences. > > I've finished painting the Buddha head and have started something just as > mysterious with a figure borrowed from Beccafumi. The smell of oil paint > drive > me wild. > > > Marsha > > > On Feb 24, 2011, at 4:42 AM, ADRIE KINTZIGER wrote: > > > Thx, it kept on bugging me, the phrase, 'You have the words but that is > > all'. > > Something is wrong in the formulation. > > We have it all, Marsha, the complete scenery behind the words, the mind , > > creativity, morality,the power to observe the interactions of our toughts > > with > > other entity's in the cluster of morality. > > But morover, we have the ability and the skill's to create art, > > literature,math,... > > The tought is the bare appearance of the words and formulation's. > > > > Think about Van Gogh's only paintwork ever sold (1),The red vineyard. > > Observe it for a while, hold it against the light, clear your mind to > > observe. > > what is it in its essence? > > > > > http://www.google.be/images?hl=nl&q=the+red+vineyard+at+arles&um=1&ie=UTF-8&source=univ&sa=X&ei=tyZmTcTLIZDrOd7xlbgL&ved=0CDoQsAQ&biw=1045&bih=700 > > > > > > > > It started with a tought,..another, and another,the skills to interact > with > > the tought > > by hand/eye interference, and in as such the oilpaint itself became an > > entity that was brought to life by the force of the mind,......surely one > > must be able to > > observe the fact that 'creativity' is shining thrue these patterns all > the > > way down and up, an enchanting glade of The illusionary light of the > > vineyard itself?.. > > creativity itself, in a manifestation? > > Impossible to define creativity or morality/reality, they will outrun any > > previously given defenition, simply by rolling over the definition > itself. > > > > Defenition is already, simply by formulating it , static fall-out. > > > > > > Ps , i visited Arles several times, France is very popular here as > > hollidaydestination, and Arles is superb, the van Gogh cafe is still > there, > > and the appartment where he lived during that time. > > > > Adrie > > > > 2011/2/24 MarshaV <[email protected]> > > > >> > >> On Feb 23, 2011, at 4:38 PM, ADRIE KINTZIGER wrote: > >> > >> > >>> > >>> Adrie: > >>> ... and the toolbox is filled with depth. > >> > >> Marsha: > >> Perfect! > >> > > > > ___ > > > Moq_Discuss mailing list > Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. > http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org > Archives: > http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ > http://moq.org/md/archives.html > -- parser Moq_Discuss mailing list Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org Archives: http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ http://moq.org/md/archives.html
