Street art

Art is not what you see, but what you make others see.

Edgar Degas

Art is to console those who are broken by life.

Vincent Van Gogh

Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Flowers by the sea

The sun is lying on the ground
Exhausted
The sky decided to take a ride
Alone
The sea turned into orange
Capricous
The birds are running
Fast and furious
The lions show their brand new wings
Proud
Only the flowers are still the same
Are you sure?
Take a closer look!
They have a new wardrobe.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Photos : Paul Laurent Bressin

Hide and seek

Where is the cat?

Where is the bird?

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Fake world

Truth to tell, we are all criminals if we remain silent.

Stefan Zweig

We all know about everything
And if we don’t, we just pretend
The world is in peace
In case you wonder…
The far-right wing doesn’t exist
It’s just your imagination
The global warming is an illusion
A cartoon in motion
No animals are on the way to extinction
And all the ones above are real
Aren’t they?
Oh, we live in such a beautiful world!
So why change it?

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Street art

The only way to save a rhinoceros is to save the environment in which it lives, because there’s a mutual dependency between it and millions of other species of both animals and plants.

David Attenborough
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Art is a collaboration between God and the artist, and the less the artist does the better.

André Gide

Ducks meeting

If it looks like a duck, quacks like a duck, it’s a duck!

Robin Cook

Nature is a wet place where large numbers of ducks fly overhead uncooked.

Oscar Wilde

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Street art

Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.

Pablo Picasso

Painting is easy when you don’t know how, but very difficult when you do.

Edgar Degas

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Wild Horses

A horse loves freedom, and the weariest old work horse will roll on the ground and break into a lumbering gallop when he is turned loose into the open.

Gerald Raferty

With flowing tail and flying mane,
Wide nostrils never stretched by pain,
Mouth bloodless to bit or rein,
And feet that iron never shod,
And flanks unscar’d by spur or rod,
A thousand horses – the wild – the free –
Like waves that follow o’er the sea,
Came thickly thundering on.

Lord Byron

Blame it or praise it, there is no denying the wild horse in us.

 Virginia Woolf

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Art is everywhere!

I have my own rules, so street art comes on Sunday. Don’t ask me why. It’s just the way it is. Some rules are made to be broken. And this one is one of them. I couldn’t wait! The week has been long and exhausting. I was counting the minutes to get home. Literally. And then… I saw it!
A huge wall painted with colourful flowers and fearless animals. Who could have guessed? In a parking lot. Yes, in the garden supply store car park. And I don’t even have a house with a garden. I live in an apartment with a tiny little balcony. I presume my eyes (well, my left eye) was meant to see this beauty just before the week ends.
I must thank my son because every Friday he goes to kayak and I pick him up before the sun sets. Usually, the meeting place is at the beach but this time I found myself at this empty parking.
I’m blessed and grateful. Open your eyes. Seize the day. Always.

Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Fields of gold

Rolling over the hill
Spinning around
Again and again
Bountiful harvest
Sore hands
Happy faces
Blissful landcsape
Children running
And laughing out loud
Chasing the dogs
And counting the cows.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz