Today just a few parts of a painting that I'm developing based on the Kandisnsky style. Colors, sounds, music, emotions take a huge part in this artwork.
There are times my thoughts stumble, processing so fast, run, jump, associate, they give me no respite, seems they want to play with me, ideas and imagination, arise, deepen and evaporate, and get to the bottom of it. My body tries to follow them, he keeps tracking in his own time, do, redo, and do … Continue reading Uncertainty
Have a safe jorney... All photographys taken by Irina Marques.
In all the colors I reside, in my feeling the red, today capture my eye, a rose in the garden, mess up with my head, an energetic move pop up inside. My thought was taken to so many fields, and imagination let me fly in the sky, feeling that I'm not trapped inside this … Continue reading Blossom
To all my readers I would like to apologize because I am having problems with reading the comments that leave me in the posts. I don't know if there is a problem with the WordPress platform because I've seen people with the same problem. I am not receiving comment notifications. I get the likes but … Continue reading Technical problems with comments on WordPress
I would now like to apologize for the delay of this fourth lesson. In the past theme we were finding the center of the page. In this lesson we will draw support lines to make it easier to draw the mandala patterns. Remember this, from the center - everything can converge, radiate or both - … Continue reading Fourth lesson – First support lines
An acrylic paint made in last Autumn called Earth Mandala. It carries the symbolism of this station, on the colors, patterns and in composition. It's a small size work 15cm 15cm with a 12cm diameter mandala inside. Handmade from drawing to paint, with a unique design. If I could paint Autumn, this is what will … Continue reading Earth Mandala
I get lost, in all corners, searching and wondering, how to solve the puzzle, I don't even care no more, this mess up labyrinth, which I travel for, that place I'm lost myself inside. Trapped in my own mind. Explore different ways, to get you outside, I'll be fine. Trust, I've been there, inside my … Continue reading Maze
This is a portuguese poem written in my native language. If you want you can translate. It's called Insanity. Insanidade Tanto sentimento e inúmeras sensações, de tempos a tempos, atribulações ou fragmentações, de experiências já percorridas e vividas, até mesmo definidas, documentadas em papel, criadas em emoções, de estados e estações, que vamos passando, … Continue reading Insanity.
Sometimes I travel a lot, on the desert of my mind, and during all that time, I can’t find no drop of water, everything dry, inhospitable, sought after oasis lost in nothing. Wondering if I’m the only one, engaging my wars, behind my mask and above my mouth, the darkness always scream that I’m … Continue reading Sandstorms