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Guido Vermeulen's mail art envelopes are like worlds into themselves and at the same time they are part of the much larger whole.

(a comment by NANCY BELL SCOTT, USA, on the IUOMA network)

Guido's paintings are like finding images in the clouds
(a comment by Kathleen D. Johnson, USA, on IUOMA)

Guido does not paint monsters but spirits and ghosts, full of love, tenderness and compassion
(LIZA LEYLA during a conversation, Belgium)

His ability to express emotions through painting is a beautiful gift. Allowing oneself to feel sadness is the most direct route through grief. His paintings feel peaceful and kind.

(STEPHEN WALKER, USA)


My life is shifting... Your work is intangible, ethereal, cosmically rewarding. i eat it up & savor it like a great sandwich! It made my day!
(Lisa PEREZ, USA, on IUOMA)

Thank you for the TALISMAN painting on the envelope. It is real cool and creepy at the same time. I haven’t seen a piece of abstract capture such as pain and emotion so well since I visited the museum of art in Toledo. Bravo!
(Sarah Jo Pender, USA, from the Indiana Women’s Prison)

I suppose you could characterize Guido's painting style as expressionist. I know he is very interested in dreams as a source for art and poetry, and these particular chapter pages seem like shadowy dream corridors filled with shifting images and scenes. The Michaux quotes work as a counterpoint, Guido's art is taking over when the limits of language have been reached.
(De Villo Sloan, USA, on my tribute pages to Henri Michaux, see LAMUSAR blog)

Guido’s art expressions are always poems and they show us the reality of our real faces and souls (Mariana Serban, Romania)

His titles have both inspired and educated me (Alicia Starr, USA)

woensdag 19 januari 2011

JUST ANOTHER LOVE STORY

JUST ANOTHER LOVE STORY


Het sneeuwt opnieuw
landschappen in de verbeelding
van de wolken.

Ze spelen de jazz van winterhanden,
van play, touch and go!

Kleren vallen uit de hemel
tot de aardse liefde helemaal
ontdooit
en ik een vlokje word
in jouw moederschoot.

Ik zie
Ik zie jou
Ik zie jouw zien
tot zoens.
Jij ziet mijn zoen
tot ziens.
Wij zien het afscheid
als ontbijt van sneeuw en wolken.

Slapen zullen wij in andere kamers.
De warmte van andere kussen gaat op reis.

Guido Vermeulen
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