Život je nepredvidiv. Život je čudan. Život je lep. Život je i težak. Život je život.
Mnogi ljudi misle da mogu da kontrolišu sve. Obično im to stvara osećaj sigurnosti ali to baš i nije tako. Kada mislite da stvari držite pod kontrolom i mislite da sve znate, život vam tresne šamar i pokaže da ne znate sve. Univerzum nije dužan da nam bude smislen. Mi shvatamo kroz soostveno iskustvo i to je sve. Pustite život na miru, samo pustite da obavlja svoj posao a vi mu pomozite. Živite spontano i osluškujte šta želi da vam kaže. Ovo bi ujedno bio uvod u moj današnji rad koji zapravo nisam završila. . .
Life is unpredictable. Life is strange. Life is Beautiful. Life is also difficult. Life is life.
Many people think they can control everything. Usually this creates a sense of security for them, but it is not really like that. Just when you think you have things under control and you think you know everything, life slaps you and shows that you don't know everything. The universe is not obligated to make sense to us. We understand through personal experience and that's all. Leave life alone, just let it do its job and you help it. Live spontaneously and listen to what he wants to tell you. This would also be an introduction to my work today, which I haven't actually finished. . .
Da, nisam ga završila. Poenta današnjeg slikanja je bila da se opustim i ne mislim o krajnjem rezultatu. Crtala sam pokušavajući da preko četkice komuniciram sa intuicijom. . .
Yes, I didn't finish it. The point of painting today was to relax and not think about the end result. I drew trying to communicate with intuition through the brush. . .
Zagledala sam se u plavo nebo koje mi je nekako bilo dovoljno. Širilo je svežinu i skoro da sam osetila miris grčkog vetra koji dolazi sa mora i koji je ispunjavao male grčke ulice.
Osećala sam topao beton pod nogama.
I stared at the blue sky, which somehow was enough for me. It spread freshness and I could almost smell the Greek wind coming from the sea and filling the small Greek streets.
I felt warm concrete under my feet.
A onda su me stepenice pozvale da ih obojim, obojila sam ih. Prolaznik je zamolio da i njega nacrtam da ima ko da se popne uz stepenice. Parkirala sam i kamion. Sunce je pržilo i stvaralo plave senke. Stavila sam sunčane naočare i krenula niz ulicu. Ne, nisam završila sliku, i baš zato je savršena. . . Jer nekada je bolje stvari ostaviti na pola. . . ☀️💛
And then the stairs called me to paint them, I painted them. A passer-by asked me to draw him too, so that there is someone to climb the stairs. I also parked the truck. The sun was burning and creating blue shadows. I put on my sunglasses and started down the street. No, I haven't finished the painting, and that's why it's perfect. . . Because sometimes it's better to leave things half way. . . ☀️💛
Pozdrav od Anke vragolanke.
Greetings from Anka vregolana!