Krakow, beauty on the road

Krakow, last summer, hand made art work substitutes industrial design? Or at least more fun while driving!

Orvieto, hiding a secret

Orvieto, the Etruscan city built on the volcanic mountain in Umbria

Orvieto, hides a secret. The city is built on a volcanic mountain. Inside the mountain the Etruscans long time ago digged a network of galleries and caves. Deep down in the mountain there was fresh drinking water. To reach the water they digged narrow, deep shafts. They are very deep.

Here is the secret, the mystery. When digging deeply inside a mountain you need light. Inside the cave it's totally dark. And when working down there you'll need oxygen to breath. But there is no oxygen. Still they did it, and nobody knows how!

Every era of history and every culture brings its own specific knowledge. Because every problem exists in a unique context of time and space. And by knowing the context you'll solve the problem!

Stockholm, two months ago...

Stockholm, two months ago. I left this photo in the harddrive and forgot it. I was fed up with the snow. Today it's okay...

Stockholm, time is gone

Stockholm, when you get older you get wings and are constantly flying through your own ages, kind of weightlessness. Easily I am the child with a gaping face absorbed by the fantastic story that will soon be told. Time is gone.

From inside, a hand, what is it about?

From inside, I decided to paint a hand and began to draw the outlines of my own. Open hand, friendly or aggressive, hand that has been working or hand that will work, old or young, helping or seeking. The outlines were easy made, the expression more difficult. Which story should arise from this hand?

The hand that was created is interesting, at least for myself. It arises questions and offers possibilities. And nothing is ever quite obvious.

From inside, walking the baby

From inside, it was long ago, the child was quite small, just a baby. It was in October and the parents were out walking. The Mother looks happy, the Father maybe a bit worried. They don't seem to bother about the cool and windy weather.

In real life the parents did not at all look this way, and there was no dog. But these things the baby couldn't know about.

From inside, clouds, smoke and empty talking

From inside, some paintings remain at the floor waiting to be put up on the wall. Maybe it's not yet their time or maybe their time has already passed. These paintings appear like new whenever I notice them. And I wonder what this one is about: clouds, smoke or empty talking?

By the way this seems to be a man who doesn't notice you but who want to be regarded himself. In my opinion his clothes are ridiculous.