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THE ARTIST'S SOLILOQUY* I reproduce the world in pictures man in himself in life and in the universe this eternal inter-play is the sanctum of all my works I am a visionary (a humble one but no less sensitive) I cry more than I laugh as the world is the place where mankind's tears fall without end due to man's own making the heart desires what it should not for things that don't sanctify but man is weak and morally falls too easily and drowns in the nameless sea nature weeps for the callousness and greed of man who has her beauty defiled and marred progress what progress? it's just the breeding-ground of greed and indifference bulldozers knock down the trees chemicals pollute the seas grasslands and fields are sacrificed for construction land has turned into concrete--dirty and ugly as I paint my heart is heavy-laden and I ask over and over again what has happened to man?
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Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 5:30 PM UTC
THE ARTIST'S SOLILOQUY*
THE ARTIST'S SOLILOQUY* I reproduce the world in pictures man in himself in life and in the universe this eternal inter-play is the sanctum of all my works I am a visionary (a humble one but no less sensitive) I cry more than I laugh as the world is the place where mankind's tears fall without end due to man's own making the heart desires what it should not for things that don't sanctify but man is weak and morally falls too easily and drowns in the nameless sea nature weeps for the callousness and greed of man who has her beauty defiled and marred progress what progress? it's just the breeding-ground of greed and indifference bulldozers knock down the trees chemicals pollute the seas grasslands and fields are sacrificed for construction land has turned into concrete--dirty and ugly as I paint my heart is heavy-laden and I ask over and over again what has happened to man?
* this artist feels the destruction of nature and her beauty through his works which I regard as poignant, allegorical and truthful to life. I met him in Melbourne yesterday afternoon where he was displaying his paintings (he used coffee-powder as colour) in the Swanston Street the heart of Melbourne. He is a young German who is travelling round the world and gets inspiration from the scenes he witnesses in every country. I was very impressed.
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Melbourne, Australia
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 5:30 PM UTC
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