Lost soul.

Can you save my every part of soul... From being so filthy and low.

Can you save my soul every feeling and mind... From being to much kind,

To  much naive to the world, from being such willingness of being blind,

And it is like a hopeless ride to the end of the bridge

Where no one will ever be aside you,  No I do not want your help in this task of movement

I want nothing from you ! I have no hopes and dreams,

Nothing left not even the lies.

I love this feeling of pleasure that i am sunk to the ground.

It is so addicting,  it is something new,  somewhere where no time exists and no place can be found.

I am wondering among those woods.The woods have no light , no people to be around.

The woods are fill with darkness, with black rosin on the tree roots.

Please dont find me, Please dont come to me..

Hope is lost and so is my heavy dirty soul. 

Details.

Details.

    Sometimes it is the details that may matter the most in our life, But we never actually go deep into the fragment, all we do is pass by forgetting what has been in front of us. Nothing interests us.We are the humans that dont need anything to know. 

    The truth, the inner core that is the most important is right against our noses all we have to do is just open our eyes wider and look and see it. So what is stopping us to go and see the details? Everything is in our hands.

angel fragment from Petropavlosky church

This is a bit different from what i write usually but perspectives change and I would like you to enjoy such poetry :) Thanks for reading art lovers. 

Open talk. Salvador Dali. Part 1.

I was thinking to put something new and interesting  in my blog, something that would become into series and maybe episodes. So the name of this part series is called "Open talk" and here I would discuss one painting from difference artists, and it would be my full opinion guesswork of it. Hope you like such idea art readers, write to me in the comments or answer my question in the left. 

  The first painting I would like to show you is something very familiar to me and well knows is Salvador's Dali's work "      Anthropomorphic chest of drawers" 1936. A very weird and basic name for such painting as if Dali doesn't have any intention of opening up the hidden meaning. A weak arm holding up means the woman is rejecting the reality,  that is shown as the light and streets in the corner of the painting. The old woman's head is looking down into the chests that represent her anxiety. Drawers pull out darkness within themselves which  represent inner fear. 

   There is also a feeling that someone has opened the her drawers representing that she is holding and defending her inner world (that is represented as the white cloth).In this sense the anthropomorphic drawer becomes a symbol of psychoanalysis.

  

Such thing is very common in Dali's works but the true meaning no one can know, only Dali himself.

Second chance in life.

It is always wonderful to open something wonderful and new in your life.

    

     So wonderful to open up new things, to feel your purpose in this life. It's similar to seeing a light in the end of a tunnel or a clear direction in a foggy path. A very great feeling it is. If there was a option to sacrifice my life to something I wouldn't pick religion, nor any human being,  it would be only art... so much wonderful aspects art and culture can open to us. So many things. But sadly life is to short to learn it all.

    This is how I opened music and dance to my life, not just any dance  and music but ballet and orchestra. Who would know how wonderful such different things would combine together. It is like a brother and sister who full-fill one another and help show their every wonderful details and aspect so greatly that you are only left in a light shock.

   From my past experience on literature I could only accept classical novels and books , nothing later then the 19th century, same thing I would like to say about my taste in music and ballet. To all the options I would like to give a very big respect to Stravinsky,a Russian compositor who gave me a second breath of overlooking my interests in life. Only listening to a symphony from him opens so many emotions that is it hard to describe. 

Missing the fun times of summer.

   Only when you lose something you may know the true meaning of the treasure you had.This can be anything, from fun happy moments to little things as the fresh warm smell of a summer night...But when such things stings into your presence you only then can feel true happiness, It's as if old memory's come back to you....You think to worship this memory and hardly never try to forget that one little moment, as if building a book of feelings in your head...

    What a wonderful feeling is to experience that one little sense again, It may be like a drug addict but never know when it hits you.

This is why I like to do photography, to care for such moments...

Academic drawing

What is a academic drawing? Such drawing means an ideal copy of what is in front of you and also using all rules with horizontal lines (my mistake I didn't show but every drawing of such composition has one). It is also the foundation of fine arts , a systematic knowledge of physics, geometry,so in other words it is life, which froze on the paper. For a reason at the Art Institute to study academic drawings take years .

Game of imitation.

Game of imitation.

   There is a state in our selves that I would like to call the unconscious mind. Now many surreal writers ,painters studied their whole lives to understand that state of mind where there clearly is no logical chain of information.Some believe it is a absurd unrelated objects that are connected together, others chain the the unconscious mind is something we do think and maybe there is logic to this. But still this state of mind exists and it is a part of us that we unfortunately do not now.You can compare this to simply anything that we do not have knowledge of. 

This drawing is not surrealism, but hope you would taste a drop of the unconscious mind from it.

    Surreal artists tend to use objects that normally you would not combine together logically ,like a eye and a clock, or a lobster and a telephone, and what their main task is to open the unconscious mind from using these different objects,normally there have meanings and emotions. So in other words it's a game of imitation ,and after watching such painting that do not make any sense you are left with a uncomfortable feeling but some yet it is intriguing . So people try to understand the meaning always but there is no meaning, either the meaning of such paintings and art is to touch that unconscious mind which has no logic itself.