Monday, 4 September 2017
Painting is silent poetry
I received a WhattsApp message from an arty friend early this morning: "Painting is silent poetry." Wonderful! I love poetry, I love words, I love languages. And yes, I adore art. To admire other artist's art and to paint my own. I can do it every day and won't get tired. Never ever.
Here are my latest silent poetry pieces. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did while painting it.
A landscape, using different techniques with brush as well as palette knife. Available.
While flying home from the Cape where I visited my children, I could stare out from the window for hours, wondering about the different beautiful sceneries underneath. Available.
A painting from my imagination. I just love nature and all its joy! Available.
Playing with colours! SOLD.
Clouds fascinate me, I had to paint them!
A winter scenery. SOLD. Thanks to the buyer!
Available. Clouds, painted with a palette knife, fingers and a brush. Joyful!
The colourful feathers of a rooster ! Available.
Mother Hen and her chicks. Available.
The winter made an impression on me....I guess!
Different seasons have different colours: autumn is a favourite season. Available.
Love to paint trees! Their huge trunks are wonderful, roots above the ground... Available.
A walk in the forest during midnight can be interesting, don't you think? Available.