|A portrait of my best friend on dA Dmitry as a little boy.|
One of the things about me is that when I meet a person I always try to picture them as they were as children.
From the 1st time I encountered Dmitry's images I was memorized by them. He has such a unique mind and artistic abilities that go beyond perfection ( not a smudge to be seen) but more then that it was his subject matter that captured my attention. It was like he was a shaman in a previous life.
As a person, he is so insightful & positive, whether it be photography, drawing or painting, he encourages me from afar. He treats me like an equal even though his art is far superior to mine.
I am aware the hands are not right, I keep studying hands & they continue to elude me. LOL
|Dmitry's work is like seeing the mental images of a Shaman who is channeling the ancestors & aliens from outer space all at once. His depictions, shows us forgotten memories, future predictions, & ancient stories. His artwork is unique in so many levels.|
|It's so beautiful it leaves you speechless.|
These are polar opposites of each other. One makes you happy to be alive, the world is bright, full of color & life. It makes you want to soar with the clouds. It makes you feel like there are only good things waiting for you.
The other is a study of depression. The world has been bleached grey, everything is devoid of color, his pain is felt by all the living things around him. They weep for him and with him. His posture makes your want to hold him in your arms, even though every touch brings them (a person with depression) pain.
What I love about this photo is that he took a normal everything common object that we walk over and overlook on a daily basis and he showed us the ethereal beauty of it. It makes me wonder what else this picture is trying to tell us & will we be able to understand it in time.
Everyone knows what a tree looks like, yet not everyone can paint one. He painted what was there PLUS endless possibilities of things that could have been or might have been visible if we had the ability to see beyond our human capabilities: like motes of light on the wings of birds or butterflies or scent of perfume carried on the motion of the wind currents. It a dream-like depiction.
She captured a memory of my childhood. These "blue" roses were my mother's pride & joy. In general I am not a lover of roses, as as a child it was my job to keep them (over a hundred rose bushes) de-headed so they could produce more flowers & those things were evil their nasty thorns scratched & poked my delicate skin & make me bleed. Those burning wounds hurt for days & in my case a lifetime.
"In this age of everyone trying to be the same how does one standout above the crowd?" This army of birds look the same yet there are subtle differences; some have enhanced their chest with brightly colored feathers, others stand tilted towards different angles (the clowns of the group LOL). All await in eagerness for what comes next.... will it be food, instructions, wisdom? Maybe they will all receive the same but use it differently. One never knows.
I am housewife, mother, grandmother & artist.|
I am dyslexic & suffer from malapropisms so often use the wrong words.
My eyesight & health have been in decline for the past few yrs. but I am still painting, just not posting.
I have been working on a book of illustrated poems, dreams & stories. Like my life, it is a Work in Progress. I learned to paint as a way to illustrate these verbal images.
Though I took painting, woodworking and clay sculpturing classes, I am mainly self-taught.
Because of the bot that hit my gallery I have put everything in storage:
I will NOT fave stuff I like....read journal to "To Fave or Not to Fave"
ESTJ - "Administrator". I am honest & very outgoing, but tend to be pragmatic and analytical, so if you are insecure, over-sensitive & tend to get upset easily, we are NOT compatible, "Friend" someone else.
I am a get to the point kind of person. In person, I talk a lot.
Art competitions should be won by the person with the best entry, not the person with the most friends. I will vote for the piece I like best, regardless of who made it.
I will NOT celebrate your BD or dA Anniversary or give you "llama's or points"!
If you know any of my personal info. keep it to yourself. Respect my Privacy
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Current Residence: Once a Texan, always a Texan
Print preference: 11 x 14 in.
Favourite genre of music: Native American Chants & Drums, Rock, Alternative, Irish, Latin, Vocal Jazz, Blues
Favourite style of art: Simplistic:Expressionism & Impressionism
Personal Quote: "The harvest is past, the Summer has ended, & we are not saved" Jeremiah 8:20
|John Epstein: |
"We do not choose to be born. We do not choose our parent, or the country of our birth. We do not, most of us, choose to die; nor do we choose the time and conditions of our death. But within this realm of choicelessness, we do choose how we live."”
"If you have never been hated by your child, you have never been a parent."
I am the greatest, I said that even before I knew I was.