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ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WERE FOUR SEASONS A Painting

Igor Eugen Prokop

Hungary

Painting, Acrylic on Canvas

Size: 37.8 W x 42.5 H x 0 D in

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I leave ritual traces. They may be tiny and perhaps only I notice them, but I know they exist. For decades now, I have communicated with the tangible, comprehensible, and visible small worlds. I rested on the top of Mount Elbrus and left ephemeral marks in the meters of snow. It was important to feel the silence of the majestic Olgas in Australia, embracing the huge rocks and wearily grasping the stone scales at the top of Uluru, knowing that it has a history and speaks back when touched. Today, for 23 years, I have left ritual traces on my favorite hills in the Visegrad Mountains. In the winter, I walk on tracks that return to themselves. Numerous animal tracks cross my path. In the summer, two shoe tracks grow giant on the temporarily uncropped, wonderful habitat, and I can see and feel the whispers of nature. And then the physical sensations of Uluru and Elbrus return, and my connection to the previously perceived reality becomes a unified world. It's as if my world were made up of threads, aI don't understand everything, but I feel the warmth of the sun, the strength of the wind, and the caress of the breeze. Though I am deaf, I can still hear the rustling, whispering, and trembling of the trees. I communicate with them. Through them, with myself. And I believe that in this seemingly endless rush, an invisible connection is formed with my loved ones, with people, with societies... but it only lasts for moments. There is no time to feel the timeless goodness and security of recurring rituals. Instead, we collect objects. Useful ones, beautiful ones, status symbols. We make sacrifices for them. We kill and destroy for them. This engulfs the world. And this is how we use the internet. For our continued frenzied rush. The trees dry up, the grass withers, the insects and birds perish. And we may leave ritualistic traces in the dust, in the desert.

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Painting:Acrylic on Canvas

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:37.8 W x 42.5 H x 0 D in

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Everything I do can be called a lifelong process of evolvement like everything at nature once evolved within a "natural order". My studies as well as my time as a teacher, but first of all my travels, have formed me. Like everyone I was created by the daily influences: my children, my friends, and all the surrounding social and personal problems. From this daily life originates my creative sense for responsibility: I feel responsible for our planet's imperfect looking future! I sensed our Planet first of all visual, and connected my impressions with my strong interest for biology and my everlasting wish to travel. The urge to discover and the urge to create met at my soul. I traveled through many countries but how many did I not visit? I learned about the elemental, wild power of our oceans, the cradle of life itself. Then I became aware of the destruction by man. I saw the dead corals, the final extinction of uncounted creatures. At the small islands of the Pacific Ocean I became witness to the destruction of everything that should have been holy to us. These wonderful old and life giving reefs that we destroyed inspired me to formulate my feelings in order to oppose the destruction. I traveled further: New Zealand, Australia, and America with its unique New York. I traveled through the old Europe that is connected with my soul and through the hot Africa with its hard but nevertheless human way of life. Indonesia with her unlimited sources of artists and wonders of nature helped me to understand our world, as did the drop of river water under my microscope - or the body of the ant, the blade of grass?all these systems and impressions go through the filter of my brain and everything flows further into my heart and my hands: the forms, the colors, and the connections. Is the blade of grass with its efficiency not superior to any machine? And what kind of wonder is the human being? 23000 breaths does he take each day, and he needs so many liters of pure water - pure water from his small habitat within our universe. You should think that this habitat would be perfect for him. We are all tiny parts within the great, unbelievable and after all not understandable system. Every detail within this system is important, both in the physic as well as in the psychic world. Errors of the system (like my diseases) let me reflect about the connections within the system. Everything is connected - nothing is meaningless.

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