I wonder why I walk alone on this windy road…
(A perfect photograph you need a good camera, a lot of luck
and a perfect moment…)
2015. április 23., csütörtök
2015. április 21., kedd
The true work
The true work of art is born from the "artist": a
mysterious, enigmatic, and mystical creation. It detaches itself from him, it
acquires an autonomous life, becomes a personality, an independent subject,
animated with a spiritual breath, the living subject of a real existence of
being…
 |
|
Wassily Kandinsky (1896-1944): Park of St. Cloud (1906)
|
Feliratkozás:
Megjegyzések (Atom)