I really planed to flip panel Nr. two horizontally, but the panel decided against it. I still think it a pretty idea and I will certainly come back to it. You may have noticed the little flipping part I put in number three …
In our kitchen there is a part that is tiled and one that is … not.
The edge between these two variants stretches across half the room and I think it’s the perfert location for a parade.
First one to walk past is he or she (I’m not sure)
I don’t know how your crative process works, but when I set out to make something most of the time I only have a vague idea about what it’s going to be, but not more.
Same one this time. I thought about parades, an lets NOT do something female this time, no long fluttering skirts, no big hair … ok, trousers then, trousers it is, and a frock-coat – I’m a sucker for frock-coats – and there he was, walking past, saying „remember pirate? – those were the days, eh!?!“
Lets do something pirate …
So, here’s to awsome, and to let’s do it again sometime!
I’m deeply in love with art nouveau. It feels like … home.
I don’t know if itś just me or do you have similar feelings about a particular period of art?
When I’m looking at art nouveau paintings or sculptures, by Aubrey Beardsley, Alphonse Mucha, or Auchentaller … I have this peculiar feeling of … coming home. Something deep in me responds strongly to these ornamental, floral designs, full of symbolic Importance and longing … it feels right. True, good and beautiful.
And right now I’m feeling the strong need to go and paint some flowery squiggles in the bedroom …
in unbekannte Gefilde – und das in mehreren Dimensionen.
Im Laufe der letzten Wochen habe ich mein großes Anderswelt-Projekt abgeschlossen, bin etwa dreihundert Kilometer durch Süddeutschland gezogen, ein neues Projekt begonnen, einen Blog gestartet … Aufbruch weiterlesen