water of necessity flows on

Painting, Emotion, Abstract informal, Human figure, Landscape, Oil, 122x91.4cm

Paper Oil Black figure black&white expressionism calligraphy gesture

Each time I hear my own heartbeat, I hear the sound of impermanence, each thought is the sound, feeling or emotion of impermanence. These dissolvings are our living links with death. They are death’s pulses, death’s heartbeat, prompting us to let go of all the things we cling to.

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raimondo izzo

Artist - Arezzo, Italy

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11 years ago

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All these pieces are made in the context of dependent arising and impermanence, meaning they will age, become fragile, be affected by light yet they will remain as those things we search for and cherish possibly in the attic or basement, an archeological site, or a memory. It is the nature of all things to decay yet remain.