While we are following the cross, our tears are falling to the soil covered with blood, mixed with send. Looking ahead we see the blue sky
I discovered art after my parents died. The art of Chinese calligraphy gave me tranquility I desperately needed, but also introduced me into the world of brushes, paper materials and different hand movements. After a while I added colors and shapes which led me into the art of watercolor. One of my first watercolors presents tulips in a vase made of Chinese letters meaning She. Today I do not add Chinese letters into my art but I constantly move my hand in the way I used to write calligraphy
Tuesday, 31 March 2015
Easter time, acryl
While we are following the cross, our tears are falling to the soil covered with blood, mixed with send. Looking ahead we see the blue sky
Saturday, 28 March 2015
Wednesday, 25 March 2015
Sarajevo time, watercolor
Thinking of time when I first came here to spend one year. After so many years here I am, absorbing surrounding mountings as they were all mine.
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