DAY AND NIGHT

Carl Gustav Jung-The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the objects it loves. 
Often the hands will solve a mystery that the intellect has struggled with in vain. 
It all depends on how we look at things, and not how they are in themselves.
Follow that will and that way which experience confirms to be your own.
All the works of man have their origin in creative fantasy. What right have we then to depreciate imagination.

"How else could it have occurred to man to divide the cosmos, on the analogy of day and night, summer and winter, into a bright day-world and a dark night-world peopled with fabulous monsters, unless he had the prototype of such a division in himself, in the polarity between the conscious and the invisible and unknowable unconscious?"

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And here is my work called DAY AND NIGHT inspire by Russian  avant garde painter Vladimir Wassilievic  Sterligov.

The Secret Garden

Another work of mine which was probably inspired by folk tales I loved to read so much in my childhood...dark forest  and hill and a bit of city-palace hidden in the corner..."What nature leaves imperfect is perfected by the art," says an alchemical dictum...

 C.G.Jung said-Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart... Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens.

Dreams about something more

My new painting called Dreams about something more...We all have  dreams and as  C G.Jung said it is very important to be in touch with our unconscious where creativity could be found... Here are some C.G.Jung thoughts about dreams-
The "big" or "meaningful" dreams come from this deeper level. They reveal their significance-quite apart from the subjective impression they make-by their plastic form, which often has a poetic force and beauty. Such dreams occur mostly during the critical phases of life, in early youth, puberty, at the onset of middle age (thirty-six to forty), and within sight of death . .