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Eivissa at dusk Eivissa at dusk Ibiza’s island Catalan name. A couple, an old Alfa Romeo spider, top down. A rural landscape, Salinas and a small lonely farmhouse. The quiet sunset lighting. Feel the wind in the hair. It’s no vacation, this is an exile. These two people have given already their best in the world. Then, still quite young, or... Shaman II ...the shaman turns into a bird, he flies away into the dark sky, next to the stars. Not of this world, beyond his own death (the Spiral – Labyrinth). City of the Dead City of the Dead The winged lion. The gondola. These two subjects obviously remind us of Venice. The faraway City, a theme by itself, is not Venice at all, however. The blue/violet darkness, the ubiquitous flames, torches, but also distant bonfires, ghostlights, burning souls. This City belongs to the dead. The deep water separating the old colonnade and the... The White Guard The White Guard This painting is named after Michail Bulgakov’s homonymous novel. Kiev, after the fall of the Empire, after the uprising and the October Revolution. Russia, the Great Civil War. Warlords, illusions, the defeated Germans still holding Ukraine. Petliura’s short lived government. The Bolsheviks around. Hetman Pavlo Skoropadskyi, his Cavalry Division and Free Cossacks. His provisional government.... Drive Thru (Lettow & Vorbeck’s) Drive Thru (Lettow & Vorbeck’s) A funny painting, this one. The story behind it: Lettow Vorbeck, general of the Imperial German Army during World War I. He commanded the German forces in the East Africa campaign. After the German defeat, he surrendered to the British, then he moved to Germany with some of his men. A detachment of his former...
Ehepaar
Ehepaar

I AM A HYPERBOREAN

ZALMOXIS

I come from long ago, from a time long passed. I come from a faraway land much beloved by Apollo, the great distant God of prophecy and archery, the God of diseases and of cures.

Dancing Satyr
Dancing Satyr
Truth is

who am I?

I WAS TOO MANY TO REMEMBERI DON’T WANT TO BE REMEMBEREDTHIS ONLY MATTERS: MY CHARMS, MY LASTING DAYSI WILL SURVIVEMY LONG GOING EXISTENCE IS NO JOKEI AM A MAGICIAN, A PRIEST FOR APOLLO, A HYPERBOREANI LUST FOR BLOOD, WHICH IS LIFE BY ITSELF
Nikolai Ilyich Podvoisky
Nikolai Ilyich Podvoisky
Blue Tucano
Blue Tucano
Anna & Fernanda
Anna & Fernanda

I think strange things which I dare not confess to my own soul

I AM ALL IN A SEA OF WONDERS I DOUBT I FEAR
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No se puede propio saber lo que sabe el lobo. El lobo es incognoscible. Preguntar lo que sabe el lobo es como preguntar los arboles. Las piedras. El mundo.
Cormac McCarthy
novelist
Mit ungläublicher Ehrfurcht Lautschten wir den langsamen Takten des Walzwerks der Front, einer Melodie, die uns in langen jahren Gewohnheit werden sollte.
Ernst Jünger
author
Der Atem des Kampfes wehte herüber und ließ uns seltsam erschauern.
Ernst Jünger
author
Yggrdrasill
Yggrdrasill
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THE PREMISE IS

To approach Zalmoxis, we start from Apollo. God of Forecasting. God of Diseases, Supreme Healer. Magician Sire of the Underworld, God of the Far Traveling Arrow. He is not Greek, he came from the immense plains in the North-East, from lands where the Sun rises and lasts.

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