Saturday, November 20, 2010

President Coolidge Sinking

KRUPA


plaster cascades in Krupa

Estuary Krupa Zrmanja
dozen times already come here. I'm still Krupa works like a dream. Each painting is more beautiful than before, and before each was more beautiful than later. The entire area along the river every chance refines and gives an indescribable experience of serenity and comfort. Everything reminded me of the lost image from childhood that I could watch again. Krupa in his works hidden deep gorge carved into the slopes of Velebit (in this magnificent canyon within Velbit) and the sky seems more modrije than elsewhere. Sad are only the old, long abandoned gardens and homes with no roof but the figs are gives birth to its abundant heavenly fruits. And Trsje wild grapes still grow delicious grapes. The river is nowhere so clear, it seems that some painters have forgotten your big screen where the other blue-green tempera ... Strangely, I remembered the arsenic, "Girls from my end," although it was not quicken. The murmur of the waterfalls in the canyon can be heard far and completes the magical experience triggers a scenario like the joy of loving, forgotten lines, which we have just heard again. It appears that you touch a hot and invisible hands like hand of mother and you'll be momentarily merge and poletiti with some bird that looks at you curiously from the tree košćele ...


Krupa prijesusreta sa Zrmanjom
Zrmanja



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