Pavement’s story

we are still talking 2009

Pavement’s story was encouraging. The leaves were still talking. I just couldn’t not to take this shot. All people want to be happy and there were the wonderful opportunity to listen. Yet my habit to identify myself with everything I see around played a trick to me – I frozen and the dry cough silenced the pictorial music of the Fall.  Since Tuesday I will stay in hospital … yet I don’t want to end this post with a sad note. So let me welcome you to my blog art by Tomas.  There you will find my post The preparation for the upcoming feast of All Souls Day.  Feel free to browse my archives and have a good time.

The entrance fee for the entrance for a free

 

entrance fee for the entrance free

It is typical to make mistakes on a day-to-day walk.  Thus while thinking about the entrance fee, I wrote that it was for a free.  The error was the obvious. Though it was sorrowful, yet fine to grasp the truth… I am going to spend the November in the hospital. Thus I will have lots of time to try to improve my words – I will taste my viewing for a free.

 

silent knock on the heart

autumn pricks by Tomas Karkalas, Lithuania

The autumn knocked on the heart, and I accepted   the challenge of the picture to awake.  The photo reminded of  the true meaning of the Fall,  yet its artistic image transfered the warning to the rejoicing at the tender touch  of the earth breath.  The puzzle looked so sweet… thus…. is there any need to put her into the plain words? What’s the use of the definitions?

autumn knocks on my window

Autumn colors dry up my tear, yet is it possible to enjoy the shot below?

soul weep in the captivity of a thing

A shot needs just a camera, yet the big heart is needed for the photo could become the artwork. Unfortunately, that truth was of a little help to me. Thus though I already wrote about the cost of beauty, yet I’m  addressing you once again now.  I recognized oneself in the captivity of a Thing… and therefore call for the help. Though I am free to muse on beauty of life as long as I  dream,  though I am proud of Modus Vivendi,  but all the above just double my grief over my impotency to respond to the gift of seeing the light.  Dreams may be just awesome, yet they  need the apparatus to enter the life…The dreams need the cash, yet I have just the visions… and lots of problems because of the living with the disabilities and being unemployed for a life…  The real vicious circle. You are my only hope . If you have enjoyed my pictures and see them worthy sharing, help me please to do that.

My state of health don’t allow to have a credit card and thus close the door of PayPal before me – I can’t put the “donate” button on my blog,  yet I don’t loose the hope -  Please mail to me at the address below:

Tomas Karkalas

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Klaipeda 92139

Lithuania