a faint scent of the sea...

 

quite ancient creatures, on their way South too...

They only will take a little longer, they need to get ready,

anyway they doesn't seem to have any particular

trouble with Time!

 

[details / original artworks]

 

 

the green island

 

 

the green island / fragments

dream island / solitary island

 

mixed media on heavy cardboard

21x21cm | winter exhibitions

 

 

the green island serie, here

for further information > info@illusimi.com 

 

"Then the sea does nothing at all"

 

"One evening I went down to our live-box to get

some fish for the cat and dropped my knife in

the water, which made me think about what the

island looked like down there where it started

- maybe a broad base that lost itself in the long,

deserted ocean floor - less and less seaweed, more

and more darkness, absolute silence…"

 

"And she notes that you never know with the

weather. Suddenly the sea level rises - clearly

strong wind coming. The sea sinks catastrophically

- there will be a storm. Then the sea does nothing

at all, and pretty soon the wind’s blowing your ears

off. She adds that in fact all the facts and statistics

are idiotic, because the sea does precisely whatever

it wants.

[…] At the end of her notebook Ham wrote,

underlined, “We must not gild the lily.” Yes, yes,

I know, probably from the Bible. And I know

exactly what she meant - that we’ve tried to make

the meadow into a garden, change the thicket into

a park, tame the shore with a dock, and all the

other things we’ve undeniably done wrong."

—Notes from an island

Tove Jansson & Tuulikki Pietilä

 

the island / dream island & the birds

 

"Ham notes unusual birds that stop by for a short

visit as autumn approaches - sandpipers, an

invasion of coal-black starlings, a crow or two,

a large bird that might almost have been an eagle,

a small owl. It’s important to keep track of the

wind direction, temperature and sea level, plus

the restful cycle of the vegetation with respect

to birth and death, especially the irrational plants

that can disappear totally one summer only to

take complete possession of the beach meadow

the following year. And Ham writes a lot about

the rowan."

 

 

 

"Sometimes I felt like unrequited love - everything

exaggerated. I had the feeling that this immoderately

pampered and badly treated island was a living thing

that didn’t like us, or felt sorry for us, depending on

the way we behave, or just because."

 

—Notes from an island / Tove Jansson & Tuulikki Pietilä

 

 

seagulls and white clouds

 

 

 

 

pale blue sea

 

 

 

 

Green Island / fragments

 

 

—

 

 

as stars in the sky

 

"each as remote, as space-surronded, as stars in the sky."

"No ships, no planes, no land, no boundaries, nothing —

only the limitless blue of sky and ocean, fusing at times

into a single blue bowl. This featureless, cloudless

vastness is a great relief, and reverie-inducing — but,

like sensory deprivation, somewhat terrifying too. The

Vast thrills, as well as terrifies.”

 

[Oliver Sacks, The Island od the Colour-blind]

 

The island / sketchbook

 

 

 

 

uncharted world

 

watery slow movements, weird uncharted

world, unfathomable creatures [fragments]

[...] blood of life

 

soak up from_below_dark beyond the line

through _ surfaces to_become _ different

metamorphoses /// the green blood of life

[ black&white fragment from the past ]

into it / white [diamond] sea

an unwritten book

I don't know yet in which way exactly it will take shape,

but it's almost ready to wandering through the world! 

a message

a  message from a lover...

camouflage...

  real birds,

 and a camouflage 

(I'm preparing some drawings for a gallery, here in Zurich...)

departure, with a paper boat

departure, with a paper boat 

(watercolour on paper)