Eclectic Art Moments

Inspiring arches and colors

Lotus flower, symbol of eternity and good fortune The day a new adventure saw its beginnings, I decided to write my experience in  Color Land , day by day, just to log what strikes me the most. Day one, I created a new blog and named it Samsam en Inde, inspired by the one and only Tintin, "Tintin au Tibet" in particular. It wasn't long before I realized that it is very challenging, here in Color Land, to state accurately all features and aspects of life, as it turns out that every single detail, day in day out, is a subject matter by itself. Shortly after, those little details became overwhelming and confusing to the point where it was hard to decide what to talk about and what to discard. I might also add that no new adventure is easy to come into existence, no matter how colorful and rich it is. Adventures are abundant in emotional struggles, physical adjustments but mostly great pleasure and gaiety. Five mon...

Driving along my favorite part of I-35 corridor, one can understand that change is the only constant. The last time I was here is over a decade ago. My favorite stretch of the corridor used to be between Austin and San Antonio. Today, I-35 is a strip of awfully busy commercial developments. Aha, that explains the new 85mph tollway! Where is little Buda, where is little Kyle?  Change is good we say. The problem is that I'm looking for a comforting                                                           feeling just to realize that it is hard to find once you pass Town Lake in Austin. Wait a minute,even Town Lake is not Town Lake anymore. It's Lady Bird Lake. Excusez-moi Madame, I would have prefered your name on top of another library at UT, next to LBJ's I want my memories back!!! Then comes the mirage of GRUENE! Final...

I sure did take my time unwinding, laying my paint tubes and brushes for weeks all over the place, "distracted" by work or should I say, it's the second half of the semester and work reaches its peak. This is exactly when I need to paint and it becomes forcefully sporadic. Then comes uncertainty: is it done? I don't think so. Something is missing. I add a brush stroke here and there and leave the canvas in an annoying place, it has to be visible to me so I can decide when it's done. Weeks passed by and the canvas is still in the house's traffic area. As a matter of fact, I could not decide on this one. I just left it there too long and I know that it has to come to an end. Just last night, the black lining finally brought closure to my unnecessary drama. Enfin!!!!

A series of six totally different improvisations. sold sold

sold It snowed all day. Every bit of land was covered with shiny white crystals. A beautiful, serene, pure landscape! This is when I  decided to disturb this peaceful image by taking my bike to colorful fantasy trail. While mixing colors, my eyes stayed fixated on the majesty of nature through my window. Joyful site, accompanied by the 1st movement of Mozart's piano concerto number 24. Reality and mind, what a contrast!

Just having fun with my new paint.