Sunday, February 19, 2017

Justice

What kind of rational man believes in justice?
James Delaney (Tom Hardy) - TABOO

Wednesday, February 8, 2017

In This River - Danube in Winter


Wednesday, February 1, 2017

The Wall

But it was only fantasy
The wall was too high

As you can see
No matter how he tried
He could not break free
And the worms ate into his brain







Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Sunday, October 9, 2016

Botticelli - My Old Sketches

Botticelli - Virgin and Child with Six Angels and the Baptist

The original (source)

The original - detail (source)

Botticelli - Madonna of the Magnificat (Madonna del Magnificat) 1480-81

The original (source)

Botticelli - Pallas and the Centaur c. 1482

The original (source)

Detail (source)

My sketches are made upon Alessandro di Mariano di Vanni Filipepi's paintings, also known as Sandro Botticelli, March 1, 1445 - May 17, 1510.

Thursday, October 6, 2016

Joselyn Packard - Twin Peaks



Joselyn Packard (Joan Chen) in Twin Peaks



Agent Dale Cooper and the Twin Peaks Coffee



I guess this is a sketch of agent Dale Cooper (Kyle MacLachlan) that I made during the early nineties when the Twin Peaks TV series was in vogue. If it's not him, well then, it's just the sketch of a man. Enjoy the coffee!



After Midnight Thoughts

Everyone helps, or wants to help, in his or her own way, yet the recipient (beneficiary) does not always appreciate the received help. Well, then, the helper should do more... Yet the recipient should provide feed-back... At least... Or a little support, like some bits of information, or hints, or ideas... If the communication lines are down, the action is about to fail... And, most of the times, fail is not an option...


Unfortunately, sometimes the helper cease to help. Other times the receiver refuse the (unwanted) help, without communicating the real needed help.

Solution anyone?






Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Just A Thought

No matter how blue or serene the sky might be, sometimes, a hole may occur. Now replace sky with soul. Although in the first case the hole is also as blue as the sky itself, in the second one the hole could be as dark as coal.


Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Drifting Out

Now I'm drifting out over deep oceans
And the tide won't take me back in
o



Monday, September 19, 2016

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Refresh


 
Refresh the page.
It is the same.
The words are there,
and are unchanged.


A new page will soon arrive,
new words will soon arise.


It'll be a new dawn,
it'll be a new day...
when newly crafted words
will fill the page...


o

Monday, September 12, 2016

Where was I???

Where was I when you were burned and broken

While the days slipped by from your window watching
And where was I when you were hurt and you were helpless
Because the things I say and the things I do surround you
While I was hanging myself on someone else's words

Dying to believe in what I heard
You were staring straight into the shining sun
Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted

Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While you pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
you took a heavenly ride through our silence
You knew the moment had arrived

For killing the past and coming back to life
You took a heavenly ride through our silence
You knew the waiting had begun
And headed straight into the shining sun
o

_ - o - / A reversed perspective on David Gilmour's Coming Back to Life. \ - o - _