Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Variety Ofindian Boob

The 2011 releases Giorgia

"... fire, sun, temperament of a talent that sees shores from lands lights, atmospheres on different floors never look the same but similar in the totality of a universe where the same, they meet in a thousand facets, one can see and evocative images ever sterile poetic formations, light and shadow color joint rings create these "projections" on instinct and rocked fantasies of endless beauty who knows emotions carry on canvas and special shapes for intrapprendere the journey into this ..... forest where the chemistry is colorful and mysterious bride totally intrinsic nature ....." GS 2011

HAPPINESS
oil on cardboard 400g
140x100 cm
2011


THE dizzying rise

oil on canvas 50x50cm 2011



Constantly

100x70cm oil on cardboard 400g
2011


ELECTRO-CHOC - Part I
oil on cardboard 400g
100x70cm
2011


ELECTRO-CHOC - Part II

100x70cm oil on cardboard 400g
2011

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Financial Management I. M. Pandey

Wakan Tanka - the Elémire Zolla

hunt bison in a painting by George Catlin

"The original conception of Native Americans is exempt from the categories and European settings, completely missing the idea of \u200b\u200bGod Lord everything above and holds mysterious and fearsome object of love: the Wakan Tanka Sioux is just a huge force and solemn. Still less present among the Indians was the Epicurean atheism the libertines of the seventeenth century Europeans to meet in illusions them. For a Sioux the other is not in the first place, man. locked in a community of people humanely in dispute would be suffocating for him. The Sioux, wandering in the thick of a forest, each animal perceives as his next winking between the leaves, but every tree, flower, bud, lichen, fungus, pay attention to each and greetings. Note the shape of the earth like an intellectual and passionate, which imposed the mysterious mountains offer knowledge to those who gather for stopovers between the nests of eagles and valleys to the lavish living waters. Finally, the Indians feel like its big brother, terrible and auspicious, the bird of thunder, lightning and wind together. In the sky reads the oracular speech of the stars that guide him in the night and announce events, talking to the intimate. The Indians live well together, identified with what, hugging him or hurting him, surrounds him. "
(Elémire Zolla - taken from: The cloud frame )