Que maravilha de monumento ! Que maravilha de trabalho ! Que sentimento e emoção da Alma do Artista quando moldou na mente em execução para a escultura. Fenomenal!!!
Beijos,
Mari Raphael.
Good question, but… aren’t you thrilled by / curious about the unexpected vistas and / or promises walking a new road / turning an unexpected corner might offer, even if you live a happy life; perhaps you might suddenly find a place or meet someone to suit you better if needed? Maybe not, but you don’t know until you do…
One, with understanding, escaped. The other, receiving the gift, without understanding nor awareness, perished. Who escapes sorrows yet carries both the loss and the gain as illumination for self and others. The Fool of the Tarot does not hesitate at the edge of the precipice. The root of sorrow is the doorway for transformation.
Dear Paul from Austria, we respect your ‘code’of silence!![I am joking, saying serious matters with a laugh/wink and unimportant things 'seriously']But as least, I know that I have communication. Only my eyes can tell the diference.
Dear Wanbliska, thank you. I am glad you received my sms. I was not sure about the code. These days I am busy with the family but we will speak.
My dearest Annie, I always read what you write, as everything in the blog and I thank you. Sometimes I am busy with the family and I do not have time to ‘comment’. Thank God!![Joking again]
Love,
Thelma
So, your dad is a stone cutter, and so was his dad and his dad before him. For this artist, Antonio Canova, the future was laid out for him. He followed in his dad’s footsteps and became an expert on stone cutting. From his hands came some of the most beautiful marble statues one can find.
The myth about Daedalus & Icarus very much tells a story of a father and his son. Daedalus makes wings for himself and his son Icarus, to escape from Crete. He directs his son not to fly too close to the sun or the water. Unfortunately the son ends up burning his wings, being too close to the sun, and dies.
Antonio Canova’s art, however, is very much alive. This marble statue is gorgeous!
The first Pilots, my dear Paul the pilot!
The srory of Deadalos and Ikaros of Greek mythology.
Ikaros was overwhelmed by the flight, flew too near to the Sun-Apollo and the wings, that were made from feathers and wax, melted and he was killed.
I think it is the lesson of vanity.
Love,
Thelma
I believe that when we look for love courageously, it reveals itself, and we attract even more love. If one person really wants us, everyone does. But if we’re alone, we become even more alone. Life is strange…
Que maravilha de monumento ! Que maravilha de trabalho ! Que sentimento e emoção da Alma do Artista quando moldou na mente em execução para a escultura. Fenomenal!!!
Beijos,
Mari Raphael.
Dear Agnieszka,
Good question, but… aren’t you thrilled by / curious about the unexpected vistas and / or promises walking a new road / turning an unexpected corner might offer, even if you live a happy life; perhaps you might suddenly find a place or meet someone to suit you better if needed? Maybe not, but you don’t know until you do…
Love,
Niek
One, with understanding, escaped. The other, receiving the gift, without understanding nor awareness, perished. Who escapes sorrows yet carries both the loss and the gain as illumination for self and others. The Fool of the Tarot does not hesitate at the edge of the precipice. The root of sorrow is the doorway for transformation.
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=sfxf1df24nQ
La paloma
To all of us.
Love,
Thelma
Dear Paul from Austria, we respect your ‘code’of silence!![I am joking, saying serious matters with a laugh/wink and unimportant things 'seriously']But as least, I know that I have communication. Only my eyes can tell the diference.
Dear Wanbliska, thank you. I am glad you received my sms. I was not sure about the code. These days I am busy with the family but we will speak.
My dearest Annie, I always read what you write, as everything in the blog and I thank you. Sometimes I am busy with the family and I do not have time to ‘comment’. Thank God!![Joking again]
Love,
Thelma
Beautiful sculpture. Where can I find it? just curious. love
but..Dear Niek…question is..why do we actually need a new route?
love
Agnieszka
Great Death for Icarus, Great Sorrow for Daedalus
Dont know much about this myth/story but it sounds and looks interesting ..Nice statue !Blessings Tania
So, your dad is a stone cutter, and so was his dad and his dad before him. For this artist, Antonio Canova, the future was laid out for him. He followed in his dad’s footsteps and became an expert on stone cutting. From his hands came some of the most beautiful marble statues one can find.
The myth about Daedalus & Icarus very much tells a story of a father and his son. Daedalus makes wings for himself and his son Icarus, to escape from Crete. He directs his son not to fly too close to the sun or the water. Unfortunately the son ends up burning his wings, being too close to the sun, and dies.
Antonio Canova’s art, however, is very much alive. This marble statue is gorgeous!
Ikaros dared to fly…but he lost himself in the flight…
Love and Graditude
Annie
Dear Thelma
I received your message, but couldn’t call aboard tonight
Thank you, and yes: sometime. :)
Love
In answer (specially to Agnieszka?),
‘If you don’t dare to get lost, you will never find a new route.’
Love, Niek
Isn´t it the theme of presumption?
Love from Warrior, but how can we struggle?
I didn’t say a word… yet… dear Thelma ;) Understanding one’s limitations is indispensable for survival… testing them is so much fun… ;)
Love & don’t get too close to the sun, Paul
The first Pilots, my dear Paul the pilot!
The srory of Deadalos and Ikaros of Greek mythology.
Ikaros was overwhelmed by the flight, flew too near to the Sun-Apollo and the wings, that were made from feathers and wax, melted and he was killed.
I think it is the lesson of vanity.
Love,
Thelma
Beautiful myth…sad too; not everyone is destined to fly, but..we can always dream….and make our heart, our soul fly..
love
Agnieszka