Blue Heart

I always liked mathematics and Art,
than, what I am doing now is a logical consequence to that kind of Love.

 

My Oil Paints Palette_Juin 2019

We all speak about ourselves in a way or in another,
"gnoti seauton" is to remember ;
but I know that when I can say well something about myself,
I may speak well about somebody else,
unknown, non yet born perhaps, maybe his mother is only a dream for the moment.

My Oil Paints Palette  ,
differ from  one painting to another, 
I can use different supports, different numbers of colors, different brands,
I like very much variety but the limits are very tight. 

I show to You an example of an extended  palette,
of cause , that don't means that I will use all in the same painting
but is important to have it ready for a dream to come;
when you dream you don't wake up to make your scrambled eggs, don't you ?

There are many strange things in the world that nobody can explain really ;

one thing, from the area where I was born come very ponderable people ,
slow but capable,
I was taken away from that city when I was less than 3y old,
still, I am like them, slow and with some good skills; at least I do believe that .

me

Adevâr , Liberté , Love , Life .

Adevâr , Liberté , Love , Life a fractal work, must be seen closely,
that have nothing to do with the elections this days;
that have everything to do with life in general.

Books and books and books , try  Librarianchick

Voir = connaître

A composition with layers and layers realized  with ArtRage,
the base layer is an inspired and strange oil painting.

A tree in motion

A fractal tree, a " traditional " sketch and a modern result,
this was very easy to do ; the result is simple too.

Young girl

A very young girl, a traditional painting
and very colorful variations,
the past and present are they the same?
do we remain young in heart or only few of us do.

Hard Times

A fragment of a poem "Le Don" by IonPapuc , published in 1978 one year after I left the country . The translation in French is mine and the fractals of the composition too,
the text is visible in the original size. The poem of a philosopher and an entire philosophy
in a poem. 

Grand parents, Lily and me

I loved very much my grand parents , isn't that normal when they was the once
that care about me when child. 
Lily is in this picture handling me with fear and care,
she was there when I was baptized, 68 years ago this year, with approximation ;
I remember the remembering of the lights from a huge and high chandelier .

Lily

Lily (Elena) , my aunt 
, gone few month ago preceded my father (Constantin ) with less than a month,
still he was the oldest of the brotherhood.