Jan Kasparec's Art Studio 109, 1000 Parker Street, Vancouver
Random acts of kindness or just doing something to kill the boredom while waiting for bus to bring us to Kunjapuri? With Janicko helping locals to load the bus in Rishikesh. Happy birthday everybody :)Read more...
After 2 hard nights in train full of mosquitoes, where I slept on the floor cause all the sleepers were booked and worry-free times in Rishikesh were but a sweet memory, I was rewarded by warm welcome at Paramanand Ashram, Indore. I was so lucky that I even got to see and receive prasad from world famous Swami Paramanand Giri Ji Maharaj! India can bring you down by many ways sometimes, but if you hand in there, your patience will pay back tenfold!Read more...
Unforgettable memories from Nepal. On my run back from Sarangkot, I got invaded by village kids who enjoyed listening to Linkin Park with me. Leaving Rishikesh for Delhi tonight, looking forward to this train ride. Indian railways have always been my romantic (yet hectic) love, full of life! Namaste everybody, have a great week!Read more...
I gotta carry a small notebook with me all the time, cause the best ideas surge when I am less prepared. These are some of my notes that I put down in my notebook, when I carried it with me. Many times these realizations came after or during meditation or yoga practice, other times at any random moment of the day. Some parts are fractions of events that happened on my travels in Latin America.
Let the journey unfold.
It is 5th of January 2013 and I am sitting in the shadow of sporadic palm leaves roof of “La Choza”, a typical Mexican restaurant and home-stay right at the Zipolite beach. Sun is still hitting hard despite the fact that only 2 hours separate if from its final sink in the Pacific Ocean in front of an awestruck crowd
Here we are, Falling down from the sky in this brief journey we call life, a million different reflections of our universal core.
As a kid, I never asked myself that question, even thought I spent whole days painting with my cheap watercolors, occasionally switching to dry or oil pastels, then coming back to watercolors. I was in my world and time passed without notice.