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FORGIVENESS, 120 x 100 cm, Acrylic on canvas
I believe that forgiveness is born on the tipping point between truth and love. But today we live in times of monstrous lies and frantic hatred. Very fast we turned into deaf and blind fanatics, each holding tight his own lie… And we are ready to kill for it. Without a hint for mercy and without touch of doubt. Maybe I will live to the day when we will ask for forgiveness for our current self. But this day is not today. There hardly has been a day when we’ve been so far away from truth and love. Each of us, no exception. We can only pray. For the souls of the alives. – Maria Laleva
OF TREES AND MEN, 120 x 100 cm, Acrylic on canvas
Sometimes it’s so nice to be ill-mannered – not to go somewhere just because you don’t want to, just because you don’t have power to smile reluctantly, just because you’re so exhausted that you lack the energy to conform yourself not to mention to be kindly false. You run away from the world for a little while, hug the trunk of a tree and ask it to give you power. Just for a while. You deeply take breath and … come back to reality. For long. Well-mannered, predictable and self-destructively kind to everybody but not to you. You’be gathered yourself. Applause! And trees cry after you. Because of you. For you. But you’ve already forgotten. Yourself too. The mask suits you. Or you hope so. I think that trees know everything about human nature. Thank God they are speechless. – Maria Laleva
TOGETHER FOREVER, 100 x 130 cm, Acrilic on canvas
With humility separate only those whom love has connected. – From the novel Solitaire of Archangels – Maria Laleva
THE PATH, 150 x 100 cm, Acrylic on canvas and gold left
Times shrinks and so do the matter. And the bad thickens, and the good, so do wars, and peace, pain and happiness. Smaller and smaller gets the distance between us, the humans. And we are closer and closer to each other. God makes the world smaller to get us closer to the other one so that either we kill each other or love one another. And we have less and less time for this decision. Our Lord, are we ready for this choice? Haven’t you given us enough time and enough signs so that we can make it? – From the novel Paths of Fire – Maria Laleva
ICARUS, 100 x 100 cm, Acrylic on canvas
Seknovenie. Traditions say that summer leaves. On the wings of flocks. Birds go away so often. “It is already cold for us here. We will come back when it gets warm.” And fly away. Believing that they will come back. It seems that we humans don’t have this kind of wisdom. We stay when we’re cold or leave forever even when it’s still warm. “I will come back when it gets warm” is really. Without the unnecessary heroism of being cold, without the pathetic drama of the abandoned, without the feeling of betrayal. Just our seasons get along. I will come back when it gets warm. In this life or the next. – Maria Laleva
FORGIVE MYSELF, 100 x 100 cm, Acrylic on canvas
I forgive myself, Kalino! That’s what I’m doing! And think that the greatest wisdom, the greatest reverence to life’s right to change is maybe to let our children grow up. To let them throw us out of their heads, to rebel and to conquer our superstitions, our fears, rules, our distorted ideas of good and bad, our false advice for decency and piety, false measures for truth and lies. To let them meet their own demons and angels, to pay their own bills with destiny and others, to choose their own feasts. And to celebrate them on their own. To let them get ill and to heal on their own. To open on their own the children’s backpacks that we have stuffed with ourselves for the road. Just to heal the child that we have bequeathed them and to go back to it when the time comes. Healthy. And I ask for their forgiveness. So that we can start forgiving ourselves. Forgive myself. – From the novel Paths of Fire – Maria Laleva
MEETING, 100 x 100 cm, Acrylic on canvas
You can never meet someone and you can never keep someone. You can never send off someone and you can never wait for someone. Because everything and everyone are already here. And have always been. If you cannot live without someone, you cannot live with him either. And when you get angry, you start to dance with the devil. It’s your choice how long the dance will be. Don’t wait for an answer from the Heavens. There isn’t any answer that hasn’t been given to you. If you don’t hear with your heart, you won’t hear with your ears either. – From the novel Paths of Fire – Maria Laleva
BEAUTIFUL IMPERFECTION, 100 x 100 cm, Acrylic on canvas and gold left
Sometimes I think that the beginning of humility is the moment when you start to love the loud rages of the ignorant without judging and reacting. Believing that he – just like you – walks the way to the light. As any other beautifully imperfect human under this sky. – From the novel Solitaire of Archangels – Maria Laleva
HUMILITY, 100 x 80 cm, Acrylic on canvas
Sometimes you have to let the darkness win. To give up the battle for one’s soul, when the person is not ready for the light. When he hasn’t chosen it. You have to have the force to admit that there’s no sense. And to withdraw before your light starts to diminish because of other’s darkness. Before it infects you… It’s not a defeat. It’s humility. – From the novel Solitaire of Archangels – Maria Laleva
SILENCE, 100 x 80 cm, Acrilic on canvas
Humilty needs silence – From the novel Solitaire of Archangels – Maria Laleva
SHE, 100 x 80 cm, Acrylic on canvas
The woman brings something ancient, something from before the creation of the world – granite and fierly shining, arly aquatic, coding the life in itself, eager to widen and shrink, inspired to unite and merge, to give birth worlds and to give them love. The devil wants her, he crushes her, tears her apart, subdues her with no mercy, because he knows that she is stronger than him. Because harmony has come to this world with her feminine energy. Love springs from the woman. And the devil is powerless in front of her. – From the novel Paths of Fire – Maria Laleva
May 2025 Exhibition
Art Galleria 158