Endearing Nature-Human Relationship in Paintings

            Endearing Nature-Human Relationship in Paintings

"Everything else is silence. In silence there is a song. This is the essence 

of these paintings I did in peace and quiet." - avr  

Dr Abe V Rotor

Living with Nature - School on Blog (avrotor.blogspot.com)

Also open Naturalism -the Eighth Sense

This is a huge mural from floor to ceiling, midway over a balcony ledge.  View it from afar, from the top, across the receiving room, or when passing through the hallway. Either the view follows you or vice versa, in "sense-surround" feeling. It took me about a month to paint the mural on custom made canvas, and in installing it on-site to fit the architectural design of the mansion in an exclusive subdivision in Metro Manila. (Circa 2000)

"A place for everything, and everything in its place."

      My father would remind me to keep organized then;

 In nature, essential or not, everything has a place,

      In unity and harmony with a touch of heaven.

"Man-heaven-and-earth as Nature originally built," is the theme of this mural I painted for an urban residence.  The mural graces the living room with a grand piano in the middle.  Listen to Beethoven's Pastoral, truly a music of Nature, composed with the sweet sounds of a shy waterfall, running stream, breeze, and muffled lilting of young adventurers. 

Spelunking - a unique adventure for science and leisure,

tracing history back to our cave-dwelling ancestor;

home of the early Homo sapiens, onto  the vast pasture,

 a scenario today that tourists and artists treasure.  

First, I didn't know what my scholarly friend wanted  as a gift. It's not just a painting, of course.  He talks of philosophy and science. He writes; he is an artist in poetry.  I can't picture to him what is real, he goes more than that.  I can't do an abstract, it stirs argument.  I failed to finish the painting.  That's perfect, he said, and carried it under his arm. Was the Unfinished Symphony finished after all? 

Why do trees lean altogether like bandwagon,

     Yet the stream flows the other way around?

Why do leaves fall, the fields green in monsoon?

     Scene too small, too crowded, to know all.

Impressions on wood retain the shape and color of leaves and other parts; at the center  of the painting a splash of bright colors resembling in the likeness of a nest or aerial dwelling.  Everything else is silence. In silence there is a song. This is the essence of this painting I did in peace and quiet.  

    You can't see the birds in the tree, 

just listen.

You can't tell why they are there

    happy and free. ~