Visual artist, creative and eager to learn, art historian and art lover, life-hungry, mostly smiling and seeing the positive side of things. I have been rather lucky, as life has rewarded me with the most loving and caring husband, supporting parents, a genious brother and hundreds of happy moments. Sad moments are there to prove that happiness is real, so I just live them to the full and transform them into poems, artworks and memories. Creating art is my job, my hobby, my theraphy, my consolation, my companion, my playmate, a shoulder to cry on, an ear to whisper my secrets in, a good old friend to share my laughs with, art is just what makes me happy, what makes me feel I’m alive. Well that’s the essential about me…
About my art: My recent works explore the irrationality of dreams and emotions. They are introspective, often symbolic, mostly inspired by words, visualizing poetry, literature, dreams, fantasies…
My technique and materials: mixed media. A mixture of pencil or ink drawing on paper, paper collage, photo, scanning of found, discarded or created objects, photomanipulation and digital drawing.
I use images and textures from my personal photo stock, collected through years of travels.
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Ina Mar is a member of All In, "Editing", Altered by Design (3 per day), Art Inspired by Dreams, Finks of Inks, Greek and Roman Mythology, Layered with Texture, Mixed Media (2 per Day), Photo Manipulators, Solo Exhibition, The Art of Pain, The Healing Journey, Vibration in Art and Verse - VAVoom! and ♥HeART for Haiti:closed temporarily for organizing .
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Casual day is off, we played our roles / the day leaves as usual a hole in our souls / Let’s leave our bodies in bed to finally meet, / let’s just bike around, move your feet / Put on your duvet …
Her eyes are fixed on the floor. She knows that he’ll be coming any second now, so she doesn’t move. She remains seated on her knees in front of the door.