tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055604916708430897.post3704653806707610043..comments2024-03-28T09:54:20.047+01:00Comments on Dorikult: Der Hirsch hat ein Gesicht bekommendorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17317158312699345659noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055604916708430897.post-25012617995154922662011-04-26T23:56:16.309+02:002011-04-26T23:56:16.309+02:00This is great, Johannes, very fabulous! I like to ...This is great, Johannes, very fabulous! I like to witness, that my figures - even painted somehow simple - tell different stories to different observers of my pictures. So they are not simple in one way, you know. Thank you for this comment! I would like to read it in chapter "Kommentare" in the homepage...dorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17317158312699345659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055604916708430897.post-86642911714081146042011-04-23T00:46:29.179+02:002011-04-23T00:46:29.179+02:00Gelegentlich raschelte etwas Größeres unsichtbar i...Gelegentlich raschelte etwas Größeres unsichtbar im Schilf, und einmal hob ein Hirsch, der am Wasser trank, den Kopf, um ihn anzusehen. Er war dunkel, aber mit einem prächtigen, silbrigen Geweih, und so so lautlos, ruhig und imposant, dass Barrick Mühe hatte, ihn einfach nur für ein Tier zu halten, und ihm erst, als das Geschöpf längst verschwunden war, der Gedanke kam, dass er ja hätte versuchen können, es zu töten. (Tad Williams: Shadowmarch, Band 3 - Die Dämmerung)Jojonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055604916708430897.post-85387004362686178402011-04-15T22:50:41.961+02:002011-04-15T22:50:41.961+02:00Blissful, Stille Linde, thank you!Blissful, Stille Linde, thank you!dorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17317158312699345659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055604916708430897.post-16752415308090485252011-04-15T17:18:47.495+02:002011-04-15T17:18:47.495+02:00All the faces are very good, all very different bu...All the faces are very good, all very different but all deep and peaceful. I love how the Seelenhirsch has the same dark-and-white colors as the person in the front : very mystic, in a way. Also I love the white blossoms. The forsythia is like a pure fire between the sacred and the 'profane' : you can not come closer. Maybe : touch me not ...<br />The light makes a dive down especially to touch the cock :-)barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06351962678694417202noreply@blogger.com