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oil on canvas, 40x60 cm
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Tre dipinti intitolati "Siesta" (olio su tela 30x50 cm)
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La siesta come metafora surreale rappresenta il momento in cui la realtà quotidiana si sospende, lasciando spazio a una dimensione onirica e all'inconscio. In ambito artistico e letterario, questo concetto non è solo un riposo fisico, ma un "varco" verso l'irrazionale.
Il Surrealismo vede il sonno e il sogno come espressioni autentiche dell'io, libere dal controllo della ragione. Durante la siesta, il tempo produttivo si ferma. Per i surrealisti, questo "vuoto" è lo spazio ideale per l'automatismo psichico, dove il pensiero scorre senza filtri. L'esempi di Raffigurazione del "Riposo": cucchiai appoggiati su una sedia, un bicchiere di vino su un'altalena, una forchetta sul bordo di un uovo versato.
La siesta surreale è il rifiuto del pragmatismo borghese a favore di una verità più profonda che emerge solo quando chiudiamo gli occhi sul mondo visibile.
Art Exhibition /2014/, „ Spring „; Kunst Abstrakt Projekt, Berlin, Germany
exhibition:
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acrylic on canvas; 35x25 cm
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La metafora del "canto della terra" è versatile e si adatta a diverse interpretazioni, ma ruota sempre attorno al rapporto intrinseco tra l'essere umano, la sua spiritualità, la natura e il ciclo della vita.
"Un canto dedicato alla Terra" che ne esalta gli scenari, gli elementi naturali e il loro potere di rigenerazione.
l'idea di "bellezza" associata a "un canto della terra" è quasi sempre legata a una visione profonda e agrodolce della realtà, dove la magnificenza del mondo naturale fornisce un punto fermo e consolatorio di fronte alle sfide e alla brevità dell'esistenza umana.
Here’s an atmospheric slice of southwestern Minnesota. I wanted to capture the heavy, moody energy of the plains, so I deepened the color palette and pulled up the highlights along the roadside grass to guide the eye. To give the storm clouds and tree line a softer, painterly feel, I added a touch of highlight bloom and finished the processing with a subtle overall softening.
Photographed with an iPhone 17 Pro, edited with Darktable 4.8.0.
watercolor on paper
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MUJER CON FLOR POR YKAY LEDEZMA - publication: youtu.be/Fo81laDkZRo Musica: Ykay Ledezma; Arte: Alice Alicja Cieliczka; Poesia: Ludovico Silva
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1) Contest: "Impresionismo"
Publication:
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2) Art Exhibition /2015/, “ Primavera Romana “, Flyer Art Gallery, Rome, Italy www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1827037254596.75957.180...
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"I Went"
I didn't restrain myself. I gave in completely and went,
went to those pleasures that were half real,
half wrought by my own mind,
went into the brilliant night
and drank strong wine,
the way the champions of pleasure drink.
/poem by Konstantinos P. Kavafis '1913/
/art: Alice Alicja Cieliczka; oil on canvas; 40x60 cm/
oil on canvas, 50x60 cm; sold
poesia di Charles Baudelaire:
Amo, pallida bellezza, le tue sopracciglia abbassate,
Dove sembrano scorrere le tenebre,
I tuoi occhi, anche se neri, m'ispirano pensieri
Per niente funebri.
I tuoi occhi, che s'accordano coi tuoi capelli neri,
Con la tua capigliatura elastica,
I tuoi occhi, languidamente, mi dicono: "Se vuoi,
Amante della plastica musa,
Seguire la speranza che in te abbiamo eccitato,
E tutti i gusti che professi,
Potrai constatare la nostra voracità
Dall'ombelico alle natiche;
Troverai, su due bei seni pesanti,
Due larghe medaglie di bronzo,
E sotto un ventre liscio, dolce come velluto,
Bistrato come la pelle di un bonzo,
Un vello ricco che, davvero, è fratello
Di questa abbondante capigliatura,
Soffice e riccia, e che ti uguaglia in spessore,
Notte senza stelle, Notte oscura!"
We grow accustomed to the Dark —
When Light is put away —
As when the Neighbor holds the Lamp
To witness her Good bye —
A Moment — We Uncertain step
For newness of the night —
Then — fit our Vision to the Dark —
And meet the Road — erect —
And so of larger — Darknesses —
Those Evenings of the Brain —
When not a Moon disclose a sign —
Or Star — come out — within —
The Bravest — grope a little —
And sometimes hit a Tree
Directly in the Forehead —
But as they learn to see —
Either the Darkness alters —
Or something in the sight
Adjusts itself to Midnight —
And Life steps almost straight.
Morning comes slowly to Semangar.
The first light doesn’t shout—it whispers. It glides over the hills, brushing the treetops, pulling soft curtains of mist across the fields. In this quiet place, time feels older, slower, as if the world remembers how to breathe.
Years ago, these fields were filled with the sounds of bare feet on dew-soaked grass, the rustle of coconut palms, and the hum of morning life. Children laughed here. Elders sat beneath the trees, trading stories for silence.
Nothing grand happened. And that’s the beauty of it.
These were the mornings that shaped us—not through drama, but through stillness.
A place where the land taught us to listen.
Even now, as the light melts into golden haze, the memory lingers.
It’s in the way the hills hold their shape like old guardians.
It’s in the silence that speaks more than words.
This is not just a landscape.
This is a chapter—a soft one, worn by time but never forgotten.
Beneath the golden haze, peace is not just felt—it is remembered.
At the break of dawn in Khor Kalba, the world whispers in hues of silence. A lone boat, weary yet dignified, rests upon the shore—its silhouette etched against a canvas of melting amber and rose. The still waters mirror the sky’s tender glow, merging earth and heavens in tranquil harmony. This quiet interlude, before the world stirs, holds a timeless poetry—where solitude and serenity meet in gentle embrace.
As I stood behind the lens, immersed in stillness, I felt an overwhelming calm—the kind only such moments of nature can gift.
MUJER CON FLOR POR YKAY LEDEZMA - publication: youtu.be/Fo81laDkZRo Musica: Ykay Ledezma; Arte: Alice Alicja Cieliczka; Poesia: Ludovico Silva
Κάπου ανάμεσα στο φως και στο αύριο
γεννιέται η πιο ήσυχη μορφή της χαράς.
Δεν ανθίζει σιωπηλά, αγγίζει την ψυχή
και θυμίζει πως η ζωή δεν μετριέται στις μεγάλες στιγμές,
αλλά σε εκείνες τις μικρές, φωτεινές αναλαμπές
που ξυπνούν την ελπίδα, ελαφραίνουν την καρδιά
και κάνουν τον κόσμο να χαμογελά ξανά.
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Please don’t copy or rewrite my texts as your own.
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Dancing in the stillness of the world, where the light almost erases the horizon.
Gown Nicky Ree Gift Satin Shine Lime
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1) Art Exhibition /2014/, “ Spring “; Euro Asian Center , Gallery – M, Vienna, Austria
2) Art Fair /2014/; Art Collect IRAN - Iran Art Fair, Euro Asian Center & Gallery – M; Teheran, Iran
3) Art Exhibition, /2015/, Color of life, ( Art Cuestion, Gallery M, Euro Asian Worldwide ), Vilarino, Ourense; Spain
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oil on canvas, 40x50 cm
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1) "Il labirinto di Meniere"; 2) "Animal Hominiforme"; 3) "Esoterico Enigma"
oil on canvas, 40x50 cm
"serie Meniere"/
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Il concetto di sentiero urbano come metafora artistica surreale trasforma l'atto di camminare in città in un'esplorazione del subconscio e dell'inaspettato.
Questo concetto trasforma la strada quotidiana in un percorso onirico e psicologico, dove la città diviene un labirinto del subconscio. Attraverso decontestualizzazione e ironia, spazi urbani e oggetti comuni diventano trasformati e sfocati, evocando meraviglia o inquietudine.
oil on canvas, sold
MUJER CON FLOR POR YKAY LEDEZMA - publication: youtu.be/Fo81laDkZRo Musica: Ykay Ledezma; Arte: Alice Alicja Cieliczka; Poesia: Ludovico Silva
No chain can hold their flight.
They cross the darkest valleys, seeking light.
No wall can silence what the soul has known,
For every dream is still its own.
The wind may change, the world may disagree Yet every heart remembers...
thoughts are free.
© 2022 Lorrie Agapi. All rights reserved.
My heart, my words. Please respect them.
Everything I share here comes from my own soul and my own journey.
Please don’t copy or rewrite my texts as your own.
Your own voice deserves its own space.
Often it's just when you're ready to give up that your miracle arrives.
Not because the road becomes easier,
but because you finally learn to see the light that was always there.
© 2022 Lorrie Agapi. All rights reserved.
My heart, my words. Please respect them.
Everything I share here comes from my own soul and my own journey.
Please don’t copy or rewrite my texts as your own.
Your own voice deserves its own space.
Art exhibition /1997/; ”Odchodzimy”; Art Gallery SIENNA BRAMA, Warsaw, Poland
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oil on canvas, 40x50 cm
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"Un'altra sponda nel sogno" è una metafora poetica che evoca l'idea di esplorazione, trascendenza o un nuovo inizio nel mondo interiore, suggerendo un confine (la sponda) tra la realtà e l'inconscio, dove si può accedere a territori sconosciuti, nuove comprensioni, o desideri inesplorati, proprio come attraversare un fiume per raggiungere una riva diversa. L'obiettivo è trovare un punto d'incontro tra sogno e realtà per costruire una nuova, assoluta realtà, basata sull'inconscio. L'espressione "Un'altra sponda nel sogno" in arte evoca concetti profondi, spesso legati all'esplorazione dell'inconscio, del surrealismo e del superamento dei confini tra realtà e mondo onirico. L'arte, in particolare quella influenzata dalla psicoanalisi di Freud e Jung, ha cercato di rappresentare le forze interiori e inconsapevoli dell'uomo.
L'opera letteraria L'altra sponda di Julio Cortázar (una raccolta di racconti che esplorano temi fantastici e surreali) può anche risuonare con questa idea, sebbene sia in ambito letterario.
2. "The Vibration of silence";
When silence learns my name again,
and the world forgets to rush.
light bends softly through my thoughts,
and even time lowers its voice.
Nothing is demanded of me then
not answers, not direction
only presence… and I remain.
© 2022 Lorrie Agapi. All rights reserved.
My heart, my words. Please respect them.
Everything I share here comes from my own soul and my own journey.
Please don’t copy or rewrite my texts as your own.
Your own voice deserves its own space.
Captured at the Royal Botanic Gardens Victoria, this frame freezes a bee mid-flight, moments before touching a delicate white bloom. Soft light, shallow depth, and gentle motion convey nature’s quiet precision—pollination as poetry—where patience, balance, and timing briefly align in a single, fleeting instant within the garden’s living seasonal rhythm.