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Start as a painter in Germany, Rheinland - Pfalz in 2016.
First exhibition 2018 Rheiland - Pfalz
"And I shall dream of luxuries beyond surmise,
Gardens that are a stairway into azure skies,
Fountains that weep in alabaster, birds that sing
All day — of every childish and idyllic thing.
A revolution thundering in the street below
Will never lure me from my task, I shall be so
Lost in that quiet ecstasy, the keenest still,
Of calling back the springtime at my own free will,
Of feeling a sun rise within me, fierce and hot,
And make a whole bright landscape of my burning thought."
George Dillon, Flowers of Evil (NY: Harper and Brothers, 1936)
Slunce, kolébka něhy a života,
vrhá svou lásku na uchvácenou Zem ležící v útrobách údolí.
Cítím, jak je Země plodná a jak vře krví.
Le Soleil, le foyer de tendresse et de vie,
Verse l'amour brûlant à la terre ravie,Et,
quand on est couché sur la vallée, on sent
Que la terre est nubile et déborde de sang ;
"The Sun, the hearth of affection and life,
Pours burning love on the delighted earth,
And when you lie down in the valley, you can smell
How the earth is nubile and very full-blooded; "
Sun and Flesh
Soleil et chair Arthur RIMBAUD (1854 - 1891)
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