<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665</id><updated>2012-03-10T18:56:30.229+01:00</updated><category term='space'/><category term='piano man'/><category term='man'/><category term='healing'/><category term='positive * negative'/><category term='foiled moth boat race art painting'/><category term='sea'/><category term='moth class boat'/><category term='under water'/><category term='barcelona art'/><category term='pelican'/><category term='death'/><category term='moth boat'/><category term='alone'/><category term='horse inner mind'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='night fire'/><category term='international expo'/><category term='surf'/><category term='falling'/><category term='rawing'/><category term='water'/><category term='memories'/><category term='casa batillo'/><category term='beautiful ocean creatures post'/><category term='leopard'/><category term='gardian angel'/><category term='soul'/><category term='mystery'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='dreaming of whale...'/><category term='Eric Tabarly'/><category term='wind'/><category term='love'/><category term='friend'/><category term='whale'/><category term='sadness'/><title type='text'>Journey.</title><subtitle type='html'>-        -         -         -        -         -        -      -         -      -  -     -    -       -      Life is not a race, but a journey to be savored each step of the way............. nikita koloff</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-5891730630252104480</id><published>2012-03-10T18:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-03-10T18:56:30.245+01:00</updated><title type='text'>connection</title><summary type='text'>



My 'beauty of falling' series continue but mostly I am working with pen on the paper lately. I found this saves my time and I can get more ideas into reality. With oil I can be very frustrated because there are many images flee on my head and I couldn't catch up with them due to the slow process of oil nature. Now I am less obsessed with oil. Only one thing doesn't change is all I really want</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5891730630252104480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=5891730630252104480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5891730630252104480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5891730630252104480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2012/03/connection.html' title='connection'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y66coWR-8L4/T1uOY4Vg4vI/AAAAAAAADks/24ogX9M2pXs/s72-c/air6+sn+bright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-5024972485381377064</id><published>2012-03-05T11:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-03-08T16:49:33.511+01:00</updated><title type='text'>London metro post</title><summary type='text'>











Today starts with art below team, one of my drawings is on the wall of underground station in London. I couldn't sleep really well last night. Many thoughts and worries... well. I've never thought actually sketch thing will go on display rather than my oil paintings but I guess this has something to do with people's common senses. I love to draw woman's body rather than man. But in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5024972485381377064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=5024972485381377064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5024972485381377064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5024972485381377064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2012/03/london-metro-post.html' title='London metro post'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xqQzcs-u4cg/T1jUPUGxMWI/AAAAAAAADkE/0zSFvy2jrKc/s72-c/DSC_0200FW.tif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-8728926231728607520</id><published>2012-02-14T19:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T21:33:12.527+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion again...</title><summary type='text'>
At least I am having fun and I started my fall series also... Art below sent me email to submit my work for next exhibition in underground station Pimlico. but I am not ready and deadline is 20th. well....






</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/8728926231728607520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=8728926231728607520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/8728926231728607520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/8728926231728607520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2012/02/fashion-again.html' title='Fashion again...'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l9qRCFLtuyY/TzuhxKMzj7I/AAAAAAAADhU/5chQwZHuDoY/s72-c/1+c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-9079340193279747638</id><published>2012-02-09T22:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T23:14:38.214+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moth class boat'/><title type='text'>moth class boat logo</title><summary type='text'>

Moth sailing boat design.
Anyone ? contact me.


     click right one



















T shirt would be like this. I think it would be pretty !



Come on, I don't sell t-shirts, I sell logo.






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They are daydreaming series with watercolor and acrylic mixed on the paper. Lately I am just concentrating to make money for living.  My beloved art has to be postponed until I set up some business for keep going with exhibitions. I am having lots of fun with this kind of decoration art, at least my heart is light and delightful, there is no heavy feelings. These paintings for me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/8571806403627023328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=8571806403627023328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/8571806403627023328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/8571806403627023328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2012/02/ocean-animals-with-women.html' title='ocean animals with women'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_FNeGZ0Mxo/TzANJUQSzlI/AAAAAAAADd8/_iK0tGSRcy8/s72-c/dd+whale+s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-5311137956439466724</id><published>2012-01-16T13:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T10:37:08.517+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horse inner mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><title type='text'>horse and me</title><summary type='text'>

   (this little horse is in me, pushing me let's go and I, human body was delaying to take time feeling all different emotions.) Some important changes happened last couple of weeks but mostly by my own decisions under clear consciousness. Still it made me sinking deep into emotion swamp, needed quite some time to stand up again and having more strength. I moved in the country side in Normandy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5311137956439466724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=5311137956439466724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5311137956439466724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5311137956439466724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-little-horse-is-in-me-pushing-me.html' title='horse and me'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iqpbalNDHkM/Tym2nrbb1YI/AAAAAAAADcU/eLy5NNPwXV4/s72-c/my+state+of+mind+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-8533361325758168002</id><published>2011-12-22T12:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T12:43:18.649+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardian angel'/><title type='text'>guardian angel</title><summary type='text'>



Many times I wonder how my guardian angels look like and what kind of relationships we are having... They are not so easy to reach sometimes... I know they have no human forms and if they have it is not like this bonny lady. But I liked her pose who is a dancer. It feels like embracing something and all her body is talking quietly kindness and beauties, as if it is one prayer. That's why I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/8533361325758168002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=8533361325758168002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/8533361325758168002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/8533361325758168002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/12/many-times-i-wonder-how-my-guardian.html' title='guardian angel'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbmg0V_Mwt0/TvsIj1NUSuI/AAAAAAAADVw/IIiWwCCqZeY/s72-c/angel1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-2020570806357853706</id><published>2011-12-06T10:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:25:45.042+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international expo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casa batillo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barcelona art'/><title type='text'>Barcelona showcase</title><summary type='text'>


This is the website Barcelona Showcase Exhibition for a day.  Casa Batillo Expo
Anyone who is in Barcelona should come to visit us on 10th of December 2011.






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These are the first draft of my new series which I finally started but it seems I need more time for a day. Sometimes things don't turn out to be what we thought at the first then we have to make deviations. This fall series are coming from my inner thoughts. Falling isn't such a bad thing as I thought and our guides were watching over us even though they don't help us not to fall, their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/7422925989407175314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=7422925989407175314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/7422925989407175314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/7422925989407175314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/12/beauty-of-falling.html' title='The beauty of Falling'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5YWutvWTRE/Ttz2yZJemQI/AAAAAAAADUw/VsuEcA6S4Sw/s72-c/fall2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-6725217792532106399</id><published>2011-09-20T17:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T10:34:42.919+01:00</updated><title type='text'>portugal trip</title><summary type='text'>


My backpack alone trip to Cascais was wonderful and very inspiring. While I was re-organize all my heart feelings and thoughts, at the other side I met people without any expectations and felt great bonds with them. Later on that journey I strongly thought that I mean to be there traveling and meeting those people.... It was quite a bizarre feeling until the end of the road to home. I got the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6725217792532106399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=6725217792532106399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/6725217792532106399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/6725217792532106399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/09/portugal-trip.html' title='portugal trip'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G0WZvm-Kels/Tniznay8f1I/AAAAAAAADIQ/n9Pz97wLTy0/s72-c/P9130342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-3943845666535168311</id><published>2011-08-31T13:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T18:31:38.312+02:00</updated><title type='text'>drawbridge</title><summary type='text'>




To prepare work for art fair I actually didn't do much new. Lately I spent most of  my time to make new illustrations that I started 3 years ago due to earn my life. This 'two ladies' is series of my other work in 'Angels'. With my life experiences I became to realize that we need to draw back ourselves sometimes. Henri J.M. Nouwen wrote on his book that we need to control own drawbridges. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/3943845666535168311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=3943845666535168311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3943845666535168311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3943845666535168311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/08/drawbackbridge.html' title='drawbridge'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CNhxxRKh45M/TmOnx0lApPI/AAAAAAAADH4/ORqI2dpViX0/s72-c/two+ladies..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-521138330597951516</id><published>2011-08-22T14:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T09:59:19.790+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><title type='text'>Une baliene</title><summary type='text'>









Still many days to go to finish this whale. Underwater world always gets my attention and some spices are just amazing. All creatures in this world are so unique and they are shining when they use their own gifts within lights. I often see all sea animals in my dream and I am flying above. And that is amazing ! The feeling of dream sometimes stays for the next day or so. 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Because they believe that it is only way to avoid all stupid problems.  But why do you refuse to think " what I feel is what I don't see " .  It is more right when we depend on what we feel rather than what we see. Heart doesn't interact only for emotion matters but it is for searching  the root of matter such as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/3828088042530240860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=3828088042530240860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3828088042530240860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3828088042530240860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/08/are-so-many-people-around-me-who.html' title=''/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4q2vCSFlScw/Tk1KqKE206I/AAAAAAAADHU/_HBaE-Stw1k/s72-c/back1..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-7885992946115446512</id><published>2011-08-03T09:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T09:42:43.357+02:00</updated><title type='text'>flying whale</title><summary type='text'>Finally I can paint!!! Honestly more than  two months I had to do things  and during these times I was very sad about not been able to paint. A whale  flies on the night sky and a man on the boat floating on the mountain  side. It could be all illusion of mind but for me; they are symbolic in  my spirit. 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At this moment of my life, I approach Sri Ramana Maharishi's  teaching. I got this book in the year of 2000 and at that time I couldn't  accept or understand his saying on this book so, I put in the cave. 11  years passed since and now I understand much more about what he is  saying. Through last decade I was learning about soul, dream, connection  with all universe and most importantly about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5020943871165967862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=5020943871165967862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5020943871165967862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5020943871165967862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/07/reading-sri-ramana.html' title='Reading Sri Ramana'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/O6P42XI8GRo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-7521754118400866892</id><published>2011-06-14T11:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T17:42:32.481+02:00</updated><title type='text'>journey to the red moon ( two to one)</title><summary type='text'>still ongoing...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/7521754118400866892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=7521754118400866892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/7521754118400866892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/7521754118400866892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/06/journey-two-to-one.html' title='journey to the red moon ( two to one)'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eS-s8xnS_To/TfcosnfwQSI/AAAAAAAADGI/AqNPwAVTH_I/s72-c/redmoon+%252B+goodbye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-1284168101280972357</id><published>2011-05-30T11:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T11:04:52.597+02:00</updated><title type='text'>exhibition in london</title><summary type='text'>
I am very happy about new start with this gallery in London for my exhibition. Paris gallery where I've been exhibited last 5 years was the best located in the center of Paris however it was like a stagnant swamp. It is too early that I say i am  happy but I got a good feeling about it. Lately with Summer along there are so many events around and I felt that it's not easy to find time to sit and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1284168101280972357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=1284168101280972357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1284168101280972357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1284168101280972357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/05/exhibition-in-london.html' title='exhibition in london'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dd9_1miWwg/TeNN9rJBWnI/AAAAAAAADE0/P2HPCsiK4OQ/s72-c/windsurf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-8176954748164008648</id><published>2011-05-22T19:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T17:09:58.847+02:00</updated><title type='text'>crossing time</title><summary type='text'>

Next week I am working for one artist from les chapelles de Pontivy for a week. http://www.artchapelles.com  My job is for physical helping as assistant, not about painting. I thought it is a good opportunity to meet some artists in France. In this blog I most show paintings in the process, not finished. This painting is about my son Jeff, I used his standing pose photo was taken 14 years ago </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/8176954748164008648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=8176954748164008648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/8176954748164008648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/8176954748164008648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/05/next-week-i-am-working-for-one-artist.html' title='crossing time'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gkk7IY161A0/Tdk7_xEpA5I/AAAAAAAADEo/kbgQ4zeWFVc/s72-c/jeff+in+stride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-1375177576211096311</id><published>2011-05-20T13:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T13:05:35.213+02:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing red moon</title><summary type='text'>what is reality and not reality... most of people think they know... but really? we have to give a long and deep thoughts about that subject I believe.  Moon always gives me happiness. When I was young I always looked at moon and wished something. The wish never came true but in a long run.... it is coming, still on my way, who knows.... I just didn't give up. What you seek it finds you. we climb</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1375177576211096311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=1375177576211096311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1375177576211096311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1375177576211096311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/05/amazing-red-moon.html' title='amazing red moon'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9i36FEJPWx0/TdZIOfeUMdI/AAAAAAAADEg/pReL5T7t688/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-3265096648163650413</id><published>2011-05-18T13:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T13:48:21.104+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><title type='text'>two subjects</title><summary type='text'>Finally I started to paint... well, I can't stop no matter what. This is about my father and a tree. I saw him standing besides tree, his body doesn't exist but his soul is. Now how can I mix these two subjects in my small canvas........ I used my father's photo which i took it when he was sick on his room a year before he passed away.

still I am in the middle of way painting. To paint this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/3265096648163650413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=3265096648163650413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3265096648163650413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3265096648163650413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/05/two-subjects.html' title='two subjects'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BOQFxDNvk7s/TcqlDPRuPiI/AAAAAAAADEY/Bnw8lGwXuAQ/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-6349272412011283319</id><published>2011-04-29T12:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T12:57:02.527+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night fire'/><title type='text'>One of Nights of Nouriguel</title><summary type='text'>beautiful photos taken by A. ghostly out focused effects













The Road Not Taken
                 Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claimBecause it was grassy and wanted wear,Though </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6349272412011283319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=6349272412011283319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/6349272412011283319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/6349272412011283319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-of-nights-of-nouriguel.html' title='One of Nights of Nouriguel'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mjDNT0coa5w/TbqNanrNqvI/AAAAAAAADDw/FKFxNnw_VTk/s72-c/IMG_6628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-780042538205538299</id><published>2011-04-24T17:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T22:08:49.416+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><title type='text'>Recovering myself through time of Easter ' Aqui vivimos'</title><summary type='text'>I am one of those who live
in the middle of the sea and close to the twilight,
a little beyond those stones.

When I came
and saw what was happening
I decided on the spot.

The day had spread itself
and everything was light
and the sea was beating
like a salty lion,
many-handed.

All that deserted space was singing
and I, lost and awed,
looking toward the silence,
opened my mouth and said;
'</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/780042538205538299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=780042538205538299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/780042538205538299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/780042538205538299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/04/recovering-myself-through-time-of.html' title='Recovering myself through time of Easter &apos; Aqui vivimos&apos;'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vUYyfy3pqbM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-6844028693371651482</id><published>2011-04-20T10:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T11:40:04.302+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Reading Pina bausch</title><summary type='text'>"Nothing helps me. Not what I have already done. It is done. Each time, you are a beginner. I want to give up, actually, but I don't... it's complicated. It all takes so much strength. I am so fragile. It's emotional..... It seems simple, but I make it so complicated. It gets worse when I am coming out of a work. There comes a point when I think "This is the last time. I am never going to do this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6844028693371651482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=6844028693371651482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/6844028693371651482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/6844028693371651482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/04/reading-pina-bausch.html' title='Reading Pina bausch'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/InH-iUD_7e8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-5565884801817226070</id><published>2011-04-08T19:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T09:32:11.090+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>After watching Pina Bausch movie...</title><summary type='text'>The weather turned so much warm this week and the news i was waiting for turned me down once again the day before yesterday. All day yesterday I was slipping away to the other world where I didn't need to think about myself. Yesterday night, watching the film 'pina' brought me into much thoughts to adjust direction of my way in art. I just realized that I am at this moment where I have to look </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5565884801817226070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=5565884801817226070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5565884801817226070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5565884801817226070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/04/after-watching-pina-bausch-movie.html' title='After watching Pina Bausch movie...'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qWVdS9tMuVE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-8259442672313702624</id><published>2011-02-25T14:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T17:46:19.530+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foiled moth boat race art painting'/><title type='text'>Moth drawing</title><summary type='text'> a little touch of PS !</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/8259442672313702624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=8259442672313702624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/8259442672313702624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/8259442672313702624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2011/02/moth-flying-drawing.html' title='Moth drawing'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zzbmC15wBOA/TXJm5i2XmnI/AAAAAAAAC8o/Ivwq2bQ1yRc/s72-c/moth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-4031371138544290553</id><published>2010-12-09T18:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T09:16:02.681+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moth boat'/><title type='text'>what the heck is foiled moth?</title><summary type='text'> When I met Damien, he talked about this little boat named foiled moth "little wing" this Summer. I just nodded my head with mere understanding at that time. When I saw Moth for the first time, I have to say... weird ! what the heck ! I went to silvaplana in zurich with Damien who was participated the european race for moth. It was just after the " le tour de finistere a la voile" and it made me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4031371138544290553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=4031371138544290553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/4031371138544290553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/4031371138544290553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-heck-is-foiled-moth.html' title='what the heck is foiled moth?'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/TQEQCBKtzlI/AAAAAAAACzw/AKFtQCxOYLU/s72-c/moth..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-4112399285220717369</id><published>2010-07-09T12:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T10:51:42.079+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion</title><summary type='text'>Every religion has to be respected. There is no single one alone is the best and better.Every religion has its own purpose to be in this world. People make them distorted, swerved and out of politic kind. Religion stands for love. Love is the first thing of all subjects in this planet. If you love your God why you are angry with other's God?God is one. Name is all different and culture, power, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4112399285220717369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=4112399285220717369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/4112399285220717369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/4112399285220717369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2010/07/religion.html' title='Religion'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/TDb89boAIWI/AAAAAAAACes/3G7WpmrJuh0/s72-c/guidel+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-2235012879822407320</id><published>2010-05-14T14:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T10:16:36.013+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='under water'/><title type='text'>san diego  cove memory.</title><summary type='text'>






This is a memory with my amazing daughter mel from San diego cove 
diving 2 years ago. Down there was so beautiful and mysterious but 
dolphins were not there and we all wore black wet-suits back then, of 
course. I made her naked (almost) here. And I mentioned her amazing 
because it was the first diving in the ocean to her and she wasn't 
afraid or anything, not even blinking her eyes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/2235012879822407320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=2235012879822407320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/2235012879822407320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/2235012879822407320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2010/05/san-diego-cove-memory.html' title='san diego  cove memory.'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uiibz2-j2GU/S-0_tpBqMII/AAAAAAAACc0/sUuVdATJvvg/s72-c/san+diego..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-882509398709808330</id><published>2010-05-05T19:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:00:51.509+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Motherhood</title><summary type='text'>motherhood. I am working on 3 more paintings and worry about finishing them until the exhibition. It has only 2 more weeks left before sending them to Gallery. And the most important painting is still far away... The weather doesn't really help me to work either...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/882509398709808330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=882509398709808330' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/882509398709808330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/882509398709808330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='Motherhood'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/S-L33u4pUyI/AAAAAAAACb8/9jD9FBinnl0/s72-c/bear+family..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-1315753229164618647</id><published>2010-04-20T20:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:01:31.801+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><title type='text'>painting of the air</title><summary type='text'>Wonderland series began today. It took me so much time to make these things out from my heart place. Today while i was starting these new series, my easel collapsed to the floor with one bang sound, completely dismantled one part to another. I've got it in paris the year of 2004. It supported my artwork for 6 years, probably it was exhausted. Honestly I was relieved because it was always rickety,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1315753229164618647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=1315753229164618647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1315753229164618647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1315753229164618647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2010/04/painting-of-air.html' title='painting of the air'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/S9CcOZ7zOZI/AAAAAAAACaA/wMHHUrc0dW0/s72-c/woderland2...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-2963621143444042747</id><published>2010-04-10T08:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T23:26:19.278+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea'/><title type='text'>Surrender...</title><summary type='text'>Ce matin, I opened my eyes with the thought that I have to obey the rule of universe which was given to me. I knew this all along and repeated this so many times but here we go again, I just cant help myself wanting to control my future plans and because of that I invite sufferings into my heart.  This early week I got the result from the competition, I was not in. I was downhill since last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/2963621143444042747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=2963621143444042747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/2963621143444042747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/2963621143444042747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2010/04/surrender.html' title='Surrender...'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/S8H_yNXRsGI/AAAAAAAACY4/QmXbedvV7JY/s72-c/sea1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-5548044182065567830</id><published>2010-03-30T13:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:03:16.670+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>I have a friend...</title><summary type='text'>Last night I had a dream of her..



T'es pas né dans la rue
T'es pas né dans l' ruisseau
T'es pas un enfant perdu
Pas un enfant d' salaud,
Vu qu' t'es né dans ma tête
Et qu' tu vis dans ma peau
J'ai construit ta planète
Au fond de mon cerveau.

Pierrot, mon gosse, mon frangin, mon poteau,
Mon copain tu m' tiens chaud.
Pierrot.

Depuis l' temps que j' te rêve,
Depuis l' temps que j' t'invente,
De</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5548044182065567830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=5548044182065567830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5548044182065567830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5548044182065567830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-friend.html' title='I have a friend...'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/S7JGQyaOB9I/AAAAAAAACWs/AmRCzaGymh0/s72-c/191615_rany.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-3293410730313227877</id><published>2010-03-05T16:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:03:45.748+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>love series</title><summary type='text'> New projects go on with a cheerful heart and spirit ! Expecting something I've never had before in my life... ! only because I am ready. :-) But paintings are weird. They lead to my true path and show what's on my level of mind even before I analyze or recognize...  Many times I paint with my hands and ideas but the subject turned out into something with certain meaning without my real intention</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/3293410730313227877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=3293410730313227877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3293410730313227877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3293410730313227877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-projects-go-on-with-cheerful-heart.html' title='love series'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/S6jrO2gxQEI/AAAAAAAACT4/bADVVsvt-QA/s72-c/love+horses..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-1972674353154991349</id><published>2010-02-03T14:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:20:21.501+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is honest...</title><summary type='text'>There are always good people who open their hearts with full lengths and make smiles enough to remember until the very last day. They are my real friends. If you are a good person and someday you meet my friends, you will love them. We humans are strange, we think, see, touch and we feel, smell and remember. We seem not to know about the truth but we have a great sense to feel, feel something !!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1972674353154991349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=1972674353154991349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1972674353154991349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1972674353154991349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-is-honest.html' title='Life is honest...'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/S3VwvHmyUtI/AAAAAAAACBw/kQXAkrGmcJk/s72-c/woman+series+7..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-2087142949559356221</id><published>2010-01-20T11:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:08:50.882+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><title type='text'>Things to forget and fix</title><summary type='text'>I am experiencing the emotional memory attack. What the hell.... When I look back my life, I am a typical aquarius, who normally has not much problem to detach things between I should and shouldn't. and who has so confident about her true self. So when the time to pass the river of emotion usually I have gone to wrong way. I believed that I know what to handle and what not to handle.... I went to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/2087142949559356221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=2087142949559356221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/2087142949559356221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/2087142949559356221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-experiencing-emotional-memory.html' title='Things to forget and fix'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/S3V_nTBbWGI/AAAAAAAACB4/JC6ghyLAim8/s72-c/winter+song...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-1834181794757744246</id><published>2009-11-28T23:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T00:31:12.185+01:00</updated><title type='text'>face illustration</title><summary type='text'>I made another face illustration since I made "it is over now" a month ago and have little fun with the result. Her eyes are completely different shades yet they match! Little stiff chiseled jaw express her character. Obviously it is not a happy face but I like the effect with watercolor pastel toned background. I guess I am going to try some more and expect to be better ! 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I guess this blog has to be my journal in the manner of spiritual way. Since I started my own website... i don't know where i should put my writings about spiritual progress. I have now three blogs and I guess I need to remove one at least.  (which I did.) Among them this blog was the first of mine and I am more attached to this than</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1584843203873276155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=1584843203873276155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1584843203873276155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1584843203873276155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/11/brown-shorts.html' title='Can&apos;t just ignore it !'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/Sv2di5aqbNI/AAAAAAAABx4/SS5nGkLglE0/s72-c/woman+series+5..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-6060020057464018769</id><published>2009-10-16T16:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:02:50.815+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling'/><title type='text'>aware of falling.</title><summary type='text'>01/nov/09

very aware of falling, there is nothing I can do but falling into the end where I touch the ground. Then...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6060020057464018769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=6060020057464018769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/6060020057464018769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/6060020057464018769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/10/trying-1.html' title='aware of falling.'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/StiJ-QRuhVI/AAAAAAAABnM/4WaDsIbygQk/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-1740542835154445703</id><published>2009-10-04T19:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:38:03.680+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>post card from the sea</title><summary type='text'>I don't believe that the word of 'special'. When people give me that word, I would never taken that in my heart. I refuse it ! There are many tricks with that word. But I know I am different than many others. We are all different but I am also different. So many times I try to learn the way of how other people think and live normally. Because I don't want to make people surprise and give myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1740542835154445703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=1740542835154445703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1740542835154445703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1740542835154445703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/10/post-card-from-sea_04.html' title='post card from the sea'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SsmeetnEOzI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ABoB6uyTwAs/s72-c/man+in+water1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-1094449994567365699</id><published>2009-09-30T09:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:54:48.632+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Being myself and develope step by step...</title><summary type='text'>And this is from the old sketch book. I always believe that i have special connection with birds. I see them in my dream whenever important message comes... sometimes it is good news, sometimes it is terrifying news...This is the flowers from November in 2006. I made them new sketch yesterday night from old one. I didn't like Lily that much before but this was offering from someone and I wanted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1094449994567365699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=1094449994567365699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1094449994567365699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1094449994567365699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-sketches-i-found-from-old-books.html' title='Being myself and develope step by step...'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SvsdI-DDLyI/AAAAAAAABxw/70QZhO16EcA/s72-c/me..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-92735455655749240</id><published>2009-09-01T09:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:55:53.481+01:00</updated><title type='text'>where am I now...</title><summary type='text'>I had lost my way during my journey. only my soul was wondering while i stood still. Right now I am walking to a distant place. Only the travelers witnessed the song, the forbidden song, and I became attached to it as I heard it alone.people who stays in the shallow part of water can't feel the same value of deep water. If they don't know why life bring them down seriously it's only because they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/92735455655749240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=92735455655749240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/92735455655749240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/92735455655749240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-had-lost-my-way-during-my-journey.html' title='where am I now...'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SpzJxySTT3I/AAAAAAAABRc/FxPcynLhxHA/s72-c/DSC_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-4006690608131005085</id><published>2009-07-26T15:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:20:53.903+02:00</updated><title type='text'>matter of staying as an artist for life...</title><summary type='text'>I've been thinking how to survive as an artist in Bretagne.... It is not that easy but I know there will be a beautiful solution coming on my way. Bretagne people doesn't have much art creative conception; I got this 'not so happy' conclusion after my three times flee market experiences. I am not living in Paris or New York anymore. I am living in very traditional way of region. So I have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4006690608131005085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=4006690608131005085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/4006690608131005085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/4006690608131005085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/07/flowers.html' title='matter of staying as an artist for life...'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SolsbU_B-mI/AAAAAAAABNU/9niiJspLPMQ/s72-c/DSC_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-8200972094536492274</id><published>2009-07-22T20:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T23:25:50.189+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surf'/><title type='text'>"Surf"</title><summary type='text'>While I am preparing Marché I learned that how lazy I was for making paintings. This is a very good sign, finally. I can work more and I set my false value of my paintings aside. I am released and recharged somehow... maybe because 5 days windsurfing gave me whole new energy to my body and spirit !!!

Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/8200972094536492274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=8200972094536492274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/8200972094536492274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/8200972094536492274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/07/surf-and-woman-series.html' title='&quot;Surf&quot;'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/Smw2zdnMMjI/AAAAAAAABHo/YpKLhM9XV08/s72-c/surf1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-2737295639583261075</id><published>2009-07-04T15:03:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T23:31:39.978+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano man'/><title type='text'>Summer Time</title><summary type='text'>Here you go, I started painting with new mind.

 le phare des poulains which I've never been so far...! but I will be soon before August. It's only 2 hours from where i live now.


 If i only can fly away along the night air and company with the moon ...

 This is my start one. DECO !




 Sunset sea and a boat passing by...




 Piano man can knock down crocodiles...!

 Monkey family. I try </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/2737295639583261075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=2737295639583261075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/2737295639583261075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/2737295639583261075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-time.html' title='Summer Time'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/Sl84bC2axaI/AAAAAAAABFs/-VAG5BHoZoA/s72-c/phare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-4501881230373433254</id><published>2009-06-12T13:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T18:10:38.771+02:00</updated><title type='text'>moving like water flow</title><summary type='text'> I got this from Antoine's photo. I liked it so much!! Again my special love for Eric... I am again starting his Pen Duick series. I am so excited about that !!! This is not Pen duick but "spirit of mystery".  Le bonheur du Dimanche. I didn't draw a woman but it is me in this painting. Maybe i was a boy some time in the past life !? who knows?!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4501881230373433254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=4501881230373433254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/4501881230373433254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/4501881230373433254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='moving like water flow'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/Sj_c9ECdzUI/AAAAAAAAA-A/qnbChqQ9YxU/s72-c/surf1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-3049932895600621080</id><published>2009-05-26T19:11:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:19:39.495+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to let go of ....</title><summary type='text'>I love surfing even though I am still not that good at it. I just enjoy so much once a week.  Surfing teaches me many other things that i didn't learn before.This bleeding lady is my inner state around time, i said now past 3 years. It's just one side of my inner part but at the same time it was a big and important event in my life. What I want to tell from this paint is hurting can be deep but  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/3049932895600621080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=3049932895600621080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3049932895600621080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3049932895600621080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/each-time-i-let-myself-die-and-i-let.html' title='Hard to let go of ....'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/Sl9MCpBM8JI/AAAAAAAABGU/V9lih6YJnHQ/s72-c/surf2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-5486141947879966386</id><published>2009-04-16T20:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:42:55.445+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Outlaw Pete</title><summary type='text'>Quiberon.*Life is all about learning and if you don't understand, try to watch your breath and keep quiet....There is something we should learn and that is why pain stays with us...Art is about guiding, like an angels. It has many messages and it shouldn't be just for decoration for fashion.Art is communication with our inner part, it leads you to understand that all emotions should be not just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5486141947879966386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=5486141947879966386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5486141947879966386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5486141947879966386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/outlaw-pete.html' title='Outlaw Pete'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SgRfIApajHI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/UJnE2dB7UcI/s72-c/august008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-597227173632026324</id><published>2009-04-04T14:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:22:28.531+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Greenish Spring is approaching...</title><summary type='text'>My next project is "Angels and Demons" or just Angels.... I've been thinking of this so long long time and i think i can start now !!! 16/04/09I love wind-surfing so much...... when I'm standing in the middle of the ocean, sea birds are flying around talking (love to hear them talking) and under my planche.... so many ocean spirits are passing by without me knowing.... Life is where such great </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/597227173632026324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=597227173632026324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/597227173632026324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/597227173632026324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/people-ask-me-often-if-i-am-looking-for.html' title='Yellow Greenish Spring is approaching...'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SeIL7zKSjpI/AAAAAAAAAwM/1YRcsof5d6k/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-6581330737884592275</id><published>2009-03-29T17:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:49:49.514+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Three black frantic horses.....</title><summary type='text'>Three black frantic horses in my dreams drew me into the visible fear I've ever felt.....I dream three black frantic horses, I got up 2:40 am panting and my heart pounding. I never have been so scared in ten years. It was 13th of March. What I've felt with those horses was not an ordinary thing. It is an evil like spiritual being or their purpose is. I actually don't want to talk about this event</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6581330737884592275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=6581330737884592275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/6581330737884592275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/6581330737884592275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-i-understand-of-my-reaction.html' title='Three black frantic horses.....'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SgRaqXjKY6I/AAAAAAAAA6A/SXQ0MPnDb2A/s72-c/Egypt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-5631401914510378076</id><published>2009-01-14T18:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:06:15.626+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wind'/><title type='text'>Being a good person is not enough........</title><summary type='text'>
Good personality is important to have and establish life based on.... but there are as much important as good personality which keep you in protection of any harmful environments....



If you don't have a humble heart.... you are too far away from where you should be...
I used to confused to make a fine line between good people and bad people. When I see the movie I can see clearly who is bad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5631401914510378076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=5631401914510378076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5631401914510378076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/5631401914510378076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/answer-that-i-found.html' title='Being a good person is not enough........'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SgLRTeX2KGI/AAAAAAAAA44/ri16jLR9DuU/s72-c/autumn1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-399596254522286726</id><published>2008-11-25T15:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T10:59:39.557+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreaming of whale...'/><title type='text'>Prelude.</title><summary type='text'>                    dreaming of whale in the ocean...  The most beautiful souls i've met in my life... mel and jeff. My babies, my love and my debts.... When I left my kids they were 8 years and 3 years old. That time was so dark. I remember one vague light was hanging around in my vision and I hated it. Because if that vision wasn't there with me I would comfortably gone to hell. I was so angry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/399596254522286726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=399596254522286726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/399596254522286726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/399596254522286726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Prelude.'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SgAJjR7c7mI/AAAAAAAAA3I/yWYX1tBhDJw/s72-c/fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-9157187743110559803</id><published>2008-06-25T17:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:57:19.584+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eric Tabarly'/><title type='text'>In the middle of the year...</title><summary type='text'> biarritz surfing trip.
When people keep repeating
That you'll never fall in love
When everybody keeps retreating
But you can't seem to get enough

When everything feels all over
When everybody seems unkind
I'll give you a four leaf clover
Take all the worry out of your mind

I have the only key to your heart
I can stop you falling apart
Try today, you'll find this way
Come on and give me a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/9157187743110559803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=9157187743110559803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/9157187743110559803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/9157187743110559803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-middle-of-year.html' title='In the middle of the year...'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SgReo5_aMaI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/49K3Hkk8CZA/s72-c/august006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-3408250103551744802</id><published>2008-04-19T16:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:10:58.731+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><title type='text'>Learning the Ocean from Bretagne...</title><summary type='text'>
*where I've got lost in the middle of nowhere... I was looking for the way to get out then I looked up the light from the sky... when I travel alone and many times I get lost and having some fear then always this striking beauty and warmth comes after, transfigure my fears into such awes...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/3408250103551744802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=3408250103551744802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3408250103551744802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3408250103551744802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='Learning the Ocean from Bretagne...'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SenV9DSs3NI/AAAAAAAAAyk/SeR4QFJwWX4/s72-c/sky3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-7282753907849631750</id><published>2008-03-20T12:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:55:03.020+02:00</updated><title type='text'>fresh start</title><summary type='text'>Sky and birds are always getting my attentions since i was a child.... and that is how i lose my concentrations all the time. and that is how my mom had gotten mad at me  saying that i don't see the real world. but i do see the real world... i am very aware of this real world.... The Ocean has a beauty that sometimes I am fascinated by for hours.... just standing and looking at it.  Just for one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/7282753907849631750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=7282753907849631750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/7282753907849631750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/7282753907849631750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-month-ive-managed-finishing-most.html' title='fresh start'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SgRW9BN5h8I/AAAAAAAAA5w/2h1q-Epuhac/s72-c/A+Bird' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-3068773404062837912</id><published>2008-03-18T09:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:05:02.446+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive * negative'/><title type='text'>abroad expo 2008</title><summary type='text'>






I know that my paintings are still on the stage of studying... but this year i feel that i could put some of my philosopies onto my paintings. There are so much inspirations about life and still feel like far away doing things what i desire to do in my work.

This man represents the person has lived with negative thoughts and kept feeling the goodness thus he is vulnerable and disturbed by</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/3068773404062837912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=3068773404062837912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3068773404062837912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/3068773404062837912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-know-that-my-paintings-are-still-on.html' title='abroad expo 2008'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SASbzlTzZaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0tbqvPo27GE/s72-c/last2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-396613964598595892</id><published>2008-01-27T13:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:09:29.713+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>People - 2007</title><summary type='text'>
memory of my father.

The only  witness is the tree who speaks of language that i can barely understand..

My father keeps coming to my dream. He talks to me and stays with me. But my mother hates to hear that. My mother suggests me to go to church and get rid of his ghost around me but i don't mind him to be around me. I am studying him and learning things from his state. I confirmed that after</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/396613964598595892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=396613964598595892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/396613964598595892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/396613964598595892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2008/01/bretagne-men-on-sea-myself-removing.html' title='People - 2007'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SUD_jSpbmuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/W0lXGsVh-7U/s72-c/parents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-4636956921100515155</id><published>2008-01-25T21:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:58:41.766+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>It's just another year...</title><summary type='text'> This is my family photo before my brother was born. My father and mother look so young here... ah, Only me and my brother who is not here are from my mother! But we had lived together at that time and so many turmoils whirled around all of us. This is once upon a time photo though. Looking back we are all good people who got easily hurt, confused and weaker at that time  than now... I wish all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4636956921100515155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=4636956921100515155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/4636956921100515155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/4636956921100515155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-for-my-father-who-passed-away.html' title='It&apos;s just another year...'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/Sl9J1eVVHsI/AAAAAAAABGM/AgUw5jgjcfA/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568266825909040665.post-1519798488055220058</id><published>2008-01-25T20:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-25T23:15:17.250+01:00</updated><title type='text'>searching time</title><summary type='text'>
I have been so confused many times in my youth and searching for the answers soaring from my heart constantly and no one could give me that because probably I wasn't ready at all.... I wanted to have freedom and I had to walk in a very selfish way. otherwise  i would never get myself free from all surroundings which had been inherited before me. The background, i mean.... God gave me a good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1519798488055220058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1568266825909040665&amp;postID=1519798488055220058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1519798488055220058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1568266825909040665/posts/default/1519798488055220058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shinystarstalkingtome.blogspot.com/2008/01/magic.html' title='searching time'/><author><name>railroad cross the water</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17159667722936682989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilgO6JuWOnc/Tqvca-MVlgI/AAAAAAAADO0/TAsIR8iPX00/s220/3%253D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeUxYE6KMs/SgRnU2bDx4I/AAAAAAAAA7o/ktYe3XoqM5E/s72-c/sky1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
