I kad svo , acryl

Lišće požuti, opet ima boja sa svih strana.
Pa i onda kad ga vise nema, a grane gole, stvori se jedna pa druga, crna i crvena, smeđa i ljubičasta, bobica neka velika i mala.....

The art of living

Sometimes I wonder, do I live where I am supposed to live, am I born where I am supposed to be born, where do I belong.....
Holliday are approaching and time to be at home.....
Home......
I add some warm colors into my daily routin, drops of nostalgicall green and I cover myself with golden and cobalt shine.
http://www.pixoto.com/images-photography/artistic-objects/glass/6466973185605632

Around Christmas, watercolor

Autumn already took a rich palette of leaves burned on last sunshine, grass is now pail or covered with white dust.
We put candles around and Christmas lights on windows and trees.

Light is alway what we need, spots of brightness, contours, shapes....

Thinking of art

I remember my calligraphy teacher saying, while you make circles to melt ink stick on a stone you prepare yourself for the art of writing.
It is so! By doing preparation movements we concentrate already for the final result.