Showing posts with label mystics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mystics. Show all posts

Friday, April 12, 2019

Thomas Van Der Krogt... prints... THREE BONES SOCIETY





Dreams of Woden, on annointed beeswax support , 



Judas, oil and oil pastel



The Magician is a Holy Fool, woodcut Thomas van der Krogt



 Abiegnus, acrylic on glass



The Prayer of Christian Rosenkreutz, woodcut


THOMAS VAN DER KROGT BIO

Thomas van der Krogt is a visual artist, writer, esotericist, and musician hailing from Amsterdam, the Netherlands, but currently calls Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada his home. 

Thomas describes his art as a form of mystical expressionism. "In my art I attempt to shine a little bit of light in a world that is often cold and often seems without meaning. As an artist I travel in the imagination, whether in dream or in vision, and try to bring a some shards from the other side back to our mundane reality. Often this happens through my interaction with spirits and the encountering of other universes."

Thomas work has compared to the likes of William Blake, James Ensor and others perhaps not so much in style as in vision. 

As an artist Thomas feels at home in a variety of mediums such as printmaking, wood relief, painting, charcoal and graphite drawing and pen and ink. 



Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Born today... George William Russell Æ, April 10, 1867, Lurgan, Northern Ireland






''Yet of my night I give you the stars,
And of my sorrow here the sweetest gains...''

image: George William Russell, Mystical figures






Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Edith Stein... poem...



And I Remain With You

Who are you, sweet light, that fills me
And illumines the darkness of my heart?
You lead me like a mother's hand,
And should you let go of me,

I would not know how to take another step.
You are the space
That embraces my being and buries it in yourself.
Away from you it sinks into the abyss
Of nothingness, from which you raised it to the light.
You, nearer to me than I to myself
And more interior than my most interior
And still impalpable and intangible
And beyond any name...