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A House in Taos A House in Taos Northeastern New Mexico. A land of magic and a colony of artists. An isolated house in the chaparral. As an old Spanish fortress. Sunset colors, warm weather, the fragrance of desert flower. A dream, a nostalgic vision. Walter Krüger (expressionist version) Walter Krüger (expressionist version) This is one out of two portraits of the same character. As it is the statement of ambivalence between good and evil, this is a no-mocking yet playful portrait, the Mensur scar on the right cheek is in the same rose hue as the deep furrow between nose and mouth, and the prominent lips themselves.... Dreaming in Cuban Dreaming in Cuban The title comes from the homonymous novel by Cristina Garcia. In the novel, Pilar Puente -a punk artist emigrated to NY - goes to a Lou Reed’s concert. It is one out of several portraits of the controversial NY rock star - and full artist - Lou Reed. Almost in full figure, he stands on... Metamorphosen Metamorphosen This canvas bears the name of the composition by Richard Strauss. Mantua again is on the background, a mourning cemeterial statue in close up. The texture under the paint layers is sandy, a mourning by facts. Times that won’t come back. Richard Strauss’ masterpiece is the Theme. White jazz A one night standing, years ago, then a dream. James Ellroy's (best) novel lent me the name for it. Los Angeles, mid '50s. A club. Citylights and the streets, she was there, at her best. Charming, young, dangerous. Pure streetwise.
Ehepaar
Ehepaar

I AM A HYPERBOREAN

ZALMOXIS

I come from long ago, from a time long passed. I come from a faraway land much beloved by Apollo, the great distant God of prophecy and archery, the God of diseases and of cures.

Dancing Satyr
Dancing Satyr
Truth is

who am I?

I WAS TOO MANY TO REMEMBERI DON’T WANT TO BE REMEMBEREDTHIS ONLY MATTERS: MY CHARMS, MY LASTING DAYSI WILL SURVIVEMY LONG GOING EXISTENCE IS NO JOKEI AM A MAGICIAN, A PRIEST FOR APOLLO, A HYPERBOREANI LUST FOR BLOOD, WHICH IS LIFE BY ITSELF
Nikolai Ilyich Podvoisky
Nikolai Ilyich Podvoisky
Blue Tucano
Blue Tucano
Anna & Fernanda
Anna & Fernanda

I think strange things which I dare not confess to my own soul

I AM ALL IN A SEA OF WONDERS I DOUBT I FEAR
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No se puede propio saber lo que sabe el lobo. El lobo es incognoscible. Preguntar lo que sabe el lobo es como preguntar los arboles. Las piedras. El mundo.
Cormac McCarthy
novelist
Mit ungläublicher Ehrfurcht Lautschten wir den langsamen Takten des Walzwerks der Front, einer Melodie, die uns in langen jahren Gewohnheit werden sollte.
Ernst Jünger
author
Der Atem des Kampfes wehte herüber und ließ uns seltsam erschauern.
Ernst Jünger
author
Yggrdrasill
Yggrdrasill
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THE PREMISE IS

To approach Zalmoxis, we start from Apollo. God of Forecasting. God of Diseases, Supreme Healer. Magician Sire of the Underworld, God of the Far Traveling Arrow. He is not Greek, he came from the immense plains in the North-East, from lands where the Sun rises and lasts.

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