“Art is literacy of the heart” Elliot Eisner / “Arte não é pureza; é purificação, não é liberdade; é libertação.” Clarice Lispector

domingo, 1 de maio de 2016

Cleobly


Blythe as Cleopatra

and...
Cleobly on the cover of a magazine.
And finally Blythe herself.

Dear friends,

I am infected with Zika virus.It's going to be a week tomorrow that my body is out of control: I've got a headache, joint pain, red eyes, red spots on my skin, muscle pain. Every part of me aches. It is a horrible disease. Forgive me but my muse is sick and it is hard to create.  
Have a magical week!

For
Digital Whisper
&
Take a Word

Hugs, 
Karla

quinta-feira, 28 de abril de 2016

She moves in mysterious ways...








Here is another song whose lyrics are quite inspiring and one of my favourite ones. I don't know why the chorus reminds me of a geisha. Maybe because they are fascinating and delicate.
I am linking with Art Journal Journey, Paint Party Friday & Show your Face

Hugs, 
Karla

domingo, 24 de abril de 2016

Circus

Despair is the constant companion of the clown.” 
― Angela Carter


Hugs, 
Karla

Her silhouette pulsed

"Seeming utterly fragile and vulnerable, the silhouette pulsed almost imperceptibly with the beating of her heart or the motions of her inner heart, as if she were whispering soundless words to the darkness."
Haruki Murakami


For
Take a Word

Hugs,
Karla

This Love






Art Journal Journey challenged us to visit our past/present and create something using the lyrics of one of our favourite songs. This Love is a song that touches my heart deeply. It represents an unforgetable moment in my life. You can watch the video below.


For
Art Journal Journey


Hugs, 
Karla

Can I help you?

Fear is dangerous, not the tarot. The tarot represents the spectrum of the human condition, the good, the evil, the light, and the dark. Do not fear the darker aspects of the human condition. Understand them. The tarot is a storybook about life, about the greatness of human accomplishment, and also the ugliness we are each capable of.” 
― Benebell Wen

For
Sunday Postcard Art


Hugs, 
Karla

sexta-feira, 22 de abril de 2016

Balance

It's been awhile since I created something for Paint Party Friday and Show your Face. Sometimes life pulls the rug from under our feet and we get lost. It is weird when our creative juices can't flow because we are disconnected from our own selves, because  we are forced to leave our comfort zone and accept unwanted changes. Yet, life does go on whether we are prepared or not for the challenges ahead. I guess all we can do is to pray to have strength and carry on.

Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for us to accept it. Because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer. -Shunryu Suzuki

And yes, I can't accept the truth of transience. But I am healing. It's just a matter of time.

For
Paint Party Friday
&
Show your Face


Hugs, 
Karla

terça-feira, 19 de abril de 2016

They

“You can't drink from the cup while you're filling it up.”
― Laura Hajek


I'd like to shed some light on what's happening in my country. As the world's eyes are on the impeachment of our president, we here face a horrible epidemic: the Zika virus. Besides, the swine flu known as H1N1 has also spread and caused some victims specially in São Paulo among other problems which make me ashamed and sad as a Brazilian. 
Our political landscape is fragmented and our economy is detereorating. Things seem to be out of control right now. While our politicians divert attention from their own travails, blaming Dilma Rousseff - our president- for all the problems, my people still gets enraged  because of the neo-liberal policies which spend public funds on private enterprises, neglecting health care, schools, transportation and social/ urban development projects, obviously suffering the consequences provoked by stupidity and blindness.
I spent 25 years of my life living under a dictatorship. The first time I voted I thought I would see wonders. The miracles I expected never happened and maybe they never will. We have wings now, but we don't know how to fly yet. 
I just hope my grandsons and grandaughters may have the privilege of seeing what I won't.
Thanks for your attention. If you have time, pray for us.


For
Three Muses


Hugs, Karla

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