... for some time I am in a situation that describes the title of the post very well. Although I felt very comfortable in both worlds often, it seems to me as if I really do not belong inside the world of two and am at home. And both worlds attracted me and I had a long tearing in the chest ( mysterious connections between body and mind ... ) who is now discharged with a bang ... ... and now I'm awake and hang on the "Mobil Ave" around, but who the Trainman? (Fans know what I'm talking about).
I try to make contact with the one world as through a glass wall, I was very weak. I do not know if there's one Trin which brings me out of here. But I still have my radio with which I can send it, but I have a feeling the receiver is broken, or maybe I can not easily receive the signals.
If a train comes, I will step in with the direction ...
"No more segregation!"
These two pictures I have 2009 in the summer on a drawing workshop with Michael Willford painted (near Ulm), which I visited with my friend M. together. Michael W. also has its own website on which he presents his art works and sold. N is real great guy. Has quite a lot of fun with him.
The first image is called "Be" from the English for being. Stand back from the horror of mass, contrary to all resistors and ropes some. This also means suffering.
The second picture I have (until now) called "Between the Worlds". Who has ever seen matrix can thus shall perhaps do something more. To get from one world to another has to die to get you in some way ...
have ... the pictures yet artistically pimped with Photoshop. Click to enlarge and easy.
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