My postage stamps

 I was born in a small town with a population of 5,000 before the computer age. The first encounter with art took place in the church. It was there that you could see colorful paintings full of saints, angels, nice and sometimes scary figures. The sculpture of the humiliated Christ, nailed to the cross impressed me.

But the most exciting adventure and the way to get to know the world and art were the post stamps. I bought different categories from near and faraway countries, as well as I exchange them with other enthusiasts.

Some of them were real graphic works. You cannot imagine how much I could find out from such tiny masterpieces. Those from distant countries stimulated my imagination, made me look for the place of their origin and followed the distance they had to travel. Many times the picture they presented was the subject of profund study. Now, in the modern world, it's much easier. 

Sometimes I was lucky to get colector`s items - very beautiful and mysterious stamps of countries that no longer exist or have changed their names.

Then was the time for the collection with reproductions. Each of these stamps was a stimulus to learn about the history of the picture depicted on it, its creative and importance in the history of art.

Many years have passed since then. Now the world is overwhelmed by thousands of photos , images from the most distant places of the earth, space and planets. But I still remember the thrill of unpacking the package with stamps. And I still have inclination to look for new ways to tell you about that beauty. Probably this rapture from the past will unconsciously be cought in my paintings.

Now I'm going to look for the place where they hid and how many of them survived.


 

 

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