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"16 x 20" Canvas Print"
About "The Turquoise Reflection"
We do look different at different times, and for different
personalities. For some our features are plain, for others appealing, and our
expression, glance and complexion changes hour by hour.
One second our eyes are small and dull with boredom, the next
they are huge and twinkle in excitement.
One minute our hair is combed and smooth, the next the wind
blows, and it is all messy.
One hour the face is ordinary, the next with make-up in front
of a camera - dramatic. A flawed face becomes flawless.
One day we look sick with fear, the next we wake up beautiful
with courage and joy.
The spirit light within us moves like a creek changing us
continuously.
Artists, for example, see their own art differently than
graphic designers reproducing originals. Computers, in turn, respond to art
their own way. And then the art collectors view art with yet another
perspective. Those that are color-blind see our rosy lips in blue or green hues
and the blue eyes as gray.
Virtually all the human and animal babies are so adorable,
and their unconditional love views all caring individuals attractive as well.
Sometimes we don’t recognize ourselves in dreams, films or
portraits. Is this really me? Is this my family? To me, old people are so
beautiful, yet when they look in the mirror at their own reflection, they see a
stranger. Once I wrote about this:
“When I am young - I never see
myself.”
When I am old, I always see myself young.”
People spend much time and money improving their looks, but I
have never heard of anyone surgically changing the shape or color of a heart for
aesthetic purposes only.
If the body is sick or deformed, the soul may feel trapped in
the wrong body. But what if this is the fabric we ourselves had chosen, and all
the life lessons gained from it are beyond our present understanding.
One thing is clear to me; we are borrowing this temporary
form for a short season and somehow must make the best of it. Our heavenly
bodies are so light and luminous in comparison to stiff, heavy and awkwardly
moving earthly bodies.
Like a light bulb through a lampshade shining through; no
matter how dark or colorful the lampshade of the flesh is, our soul should still
shine through. Our purpose is to turn on our lamps and try to sparkle in any
corner and in any condition.
“The Turquoise Reflection” is an interpretation of my own
personal dimensions. It is a self-portrait depicting not necessarily how I look
or how I want to look, but how my spiritual eyes perceive one of my constantly
changing reflections: the turquoise light of my own spirit. In order to adapt to
that change I was actually painting unpredictably changing features and leaving
them in transit on the canvas. But at the end most people still recognized my
self-expression. The Turquoise
Reflection
Exposition –
I vanish until
tomorrow.
Artificial love has no reflection.
The challenges are no tougher than me.
Whistle is a separating space.
As soon as I
find it,
I try to stop myself from being its lock.
One cage is filled with You.
Another is
filled with your Self.
Your next move will change the whole world.
Our perfect beauty pales in another world.
When I judge myself,
I freeze the truth of
the secrets.
When emotions break out,
the excitement
cannot hide its experience
from anyone.
There are not many choices left,
when you
argue with a beehive in your mind.
You dominate over yourself
with fists facing
down.
Love cannot be inside you
unless you will
it.
Youth compresses weakness.
But strength lies
between weaknesses.
When your staring looks back at you,
start
taking yourself seriously.
In a workshop
you leave a swing of
yourself.
An assignment for the expression:
do not feel
surprises!
There is no way
to protect
sub-consciousness.
Limited shelf life –
the Self by itself. Akiane
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