LOOK UP

Look up !

Cause up and above is the blue sky and the sun. And the clear fresh air. And the mighty wind -hot or cold.

Above your head are the birds stretching their wings sailing through the sky. Get inspired by their fearlessness and their understanding of freedom.

Up there are the clouds chasing each other and riding the sky-ocean.

Above is vastness and spirit. Up there are other spirits living their spirit life but observing your existence.

Power comes from above and runs through you to the ground.

Up there are answers.

So look up !

Especially when the sky is blue.

IN THE ABSTRACT

Sometimes when listening into conversations about art you might hear someone say that abstract art is of no worth to him. 

That only what can be seen in a realistic way can be considered art. 

That only what the spectator himself cannot create is true art and this is found in portraying realistically the environment. 

But the reduction to a combination of form and color is most powerful and creates high energetic vibrations in the spectator.

Considered apart from matter or from specific examples, not being concrete is abstract. Not being concrete creates these vibrations on a level that is often not even perceived by the spectator immediately.
Sometimes an awareness of  " what one saw and felt " comes only at a later stage.

In art abstract means generalized or universal as opposed to concrete, specific and representational.

These attributes open the minds of those who are ready. In the abstract lies enormous power.

Abstract art portrays the essence of some large object or whole.

In one dictionary the term abstract is defined as: to take away, to take away secretly, to withdraw and dis-engage the attention, interest etc.

In the abstract lies energetic power apart from concrete relation or embodiment.

By taking away the attention secretly the intuition awakes in the spectator.

Nature is the greatest and biggest creator of abstract art and I always turn to it for more inspiration.

Floating..... The Relative Lightness Of Being

Floating is a series of photographs that I have taken recently

showing light weight floating on water

Simply beautiful to look at. Each one a small miracle. Created during three hours while sitting next to a pool

                                  Showing the relative lightness of life and death............

in all it's colors and structures and forms

These photos are not only beautiful but also symbolic because there are times when things get easy in life and when one is able to float through moments that would have been difficult before 

simply feeling the flow and the lightness....

Connections are formed in these moments with greater powers and energies

but still not lasting forever.....

and when it's over and the weight can be felt again you wonder how you have done it

and are amazed........

But knowing, reassuringly, that you can do it again......

because you know now how it feels 

MY OLD CASSUARINA TREE

Of the Cassuarina Tree they say that if you take in a boat with you a piece of it, be it ever so small contrary winds will arise to impede your journey or storms to imperil your life.

They say also that if you stand in its shadow by the light of the full moon you will hear, whispered mysteriously in its dark ramage, the secrets of the future.

These facts have been never disputed; but they say also that when in the wide estuaries the mangrove has in due time reclaimed the swampy land from the water the Cassuarina Tree plants itself and in its turn settles, solidifies and fertilizes the soil till it is ripe for more varied and luxuriant growth; and then having done its work, dies down before the ruthless encroachment of the myriad denizens of the jungle.

(William Somerset Maugham introduction to his novel The Cassuarina Tree)

These are very old Cassuarina Trees in Cape Vidal Nature Reserve in the St.Lucia Wetlands Park in South-Africa close to the border of Mozambique. It was there in that exact place that I have seen them for the first time and I did not know their name. A friend from Brazil told me their beautiful melodic name " Cassuarina ".

Trees are like big brothers and I have always felt they give you energy when you lean with your back against them or sit under them.

They always have their arms wide open for you like this old wild fig tree in a dried up river bed in Umfolozi Game Reserve in South-Africa.

Soon the rivers will fill with water and will run wild but this tree will stand another season and another and another...... with arms wide open for you

Arms wide open giving you shade...