Collages, a set on Flickr.
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MANUALPAPER - Illustration Friday
Tuesday, November 01, 2011
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Saturday, April 04, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
Enough (calm)
Inspiration: Ana Blandiana poetry:
Vase with daisies
On a white table
Where I write more free as I am.
Around
Hay scent
That corrupts me to a sleep
Which drips perhaps a word...
Vase with daisies
On a white table
Where I write more free as I am.
Around
Hay scent
That corrupts me to a sleep
Which drips perhaps a word...
Friday, July 11, 2008
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Fierce
I was inspired by the poem "Once the trees had eyes" by Ana Blandiana:
The translation is perfectible...
I am not sure if I am in the topic of the week...
" Once the trees had eyes,
I can swear,
I know for sure
I could see when I was a tree,
I remember I was amazed at the birds' odd wings
Passing in front of me,
But if the birds guessed
My eyes,
I do not remember that.
In vain I am looking for the trees' eyes now,
I may not see them
As I am not a tree anymore,
Or they may have climbed down the roots
Into the ground,
Or maybe,
Who knows,
It was only an illusion
And the trees were blind from the very beginning...
But why then
Whenever I pass close to them
I can feel them
Watching me
In a familiar way,
Why, when rustling and blinking
From their thousands of eyelids,
I feel like shouting -
What have you seen?... "
The translation is perfectible...
I am not sure if I am in the topic of the week...
" Once the trees had eyes,
I can swear,
I know for sure
I could see when I was a tree,
I remember I was amazed at the birds' odd wings
Passing in front of me,
But if the birds guessed
My eyes,
I do not remember that.
In vain I am looking for the trees' eyes now,
I may not see them
As I am not a tree anymore,
Or they may have climbed down the roots
Into the ground,
Or maybe,
Who knows,
It was only an illusion
And the trees were blind from the very beginning...
But why then
Whenever I pass close to them
I can feel them
Watching me
In a familiar way,
Why, when rustling and blinking
From their thousands of eyelids,
I feel like shouting -
What have you seen?... "
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Fail
The problem I had with the sparrows last week,
was studied by a specialist who advised me
to put many colorful ribbons in the tree in order
to scare them.
The experiment failed. The sparrows continued
to eat the blossoms.
was studied by a specialist who advised me
to put many colorful ribbons in the tree in order
to scare them.
The experiment failed. The sparrows continued
to eat the blossoms.
Saturday, April 05, 2008
Save (my cherry tree)!
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Homage (to the ACTOR)
It is a homage dedicated to all the artists who can help us get back to childhood...
Se dedica Actorului MIHAI MALAIMARE!
Se dedica Actorului MIHAI MALAIMARE!
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
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