Intrigued

A little weird but in a nice way

Are we the most vulnerable? Or the most blessed? Is this world made for us or with us?

In every walk with nature one receives far more than they seek. Because nature isn’t a place but is home.

the golden hour - impossible to not get in love. Be careful.

Human in heaven. When i look at this masterpiece i feel, that humans are just born in heaven, in the beauty and colorful diversity of all animals and plants.

New horizons. new life?

Such a powerful, profound piece. Amongst all the mighty, frightful, spirited characters, the cunning the desperate… all are survivors. While we exist in a world filled with such wondrous souls roles, we fight to stay afloat. We understand the dynamics, the melodrama of all these animals, because at one point or another we have been them. But that leaves us spent. And clarity whispers distance from the drama. Ultimately we drift, we flow, trying to avoid plot twists and war cries and coming under the cannons, desperate to preserve our peace, our last ounce of power. Just to drift, drift and drift. Until we can no longer. But is drifting, just carrying our body weight really better than living the exhausting legends, the bittersweet, the thunderous silence and deafening chaos?

For me, this painting describes an intrinsically angry man, torn between two opposing forces of nature. The two peacocks almost stand emblematic of the dichotomy presented here. His nudity hints towards the helplessness of the man. He stands in the middle of a sea of enlightenment, but he finds himself unable to find a way out.