has been for sale for some time, as you have seen. The maintenance and ongoing development to keep our non-profit and idealistic platform for contemporary art running and safe from hackers etc. costs money that is no longer there. Because of small investments that are necessary now and the running costs, we will have to shut down with a heavy heart at the beginning of summer on June 21.
(unintended interpretations #)
Timeless sea breezes,
sea-wind of the night:
you come for no one;
if someone should wake,
he must be prepared
how to survive you.
Timeless sea breezes,
that for aeons have
blown ancient rocks,
you are purest space
coming from afar...
Oh, how a fruit-bearing
fig tree feels your coming
high up in the moonlight
(Rilke)
From my watercolour sketch I transferred the image onto canvas and painted in acrylic with brushes and palette knives.
Face à la tempête
Fouettés de vent
Et d'embruns que jettent
Les flots se soulevant
Sur nos visages
Offerts aux violences
Rivés au rivage
Comme à l'ultime conscience.
I digitally manipulated of three of my misty Granite Belt morning watercolour studies, transferred the image onto canvas and painted the projected image in acrylic.
