Kai6131's Comments (11)

What a brilliant work of art! Picasso as youth! Balance, color movement! Bravo!

Once again, this budding artistic talent surpasses all simple words. From the title, we see a "perfect square," but with an uncanny ability to see and create beyond her years, she has described the perfect square as canted at an angle, exactly as life itself will be, a commentary on the philosophical angst of being, that in fact, there is no perfect square. Quelle didact! Quelle simplification! And the use of the three points of more-squares (a well-known technique in dadaism) inside the canted square, is stunningly unique. Two are barely visible, but the third, a green square, is off-center and angled, a silent but passionate commentary on global warming. The abstract pink two-tone rectangle on top of the square is obviously a nod to gender identity of the day -- a squared version of the "pink" bow traditionally in little girl's hairs. Indeed, this slanted square with a non traditional bow can be viewed as a self-portrait, two eyes, off-kilter, and a square red mouth, an incredibly subtle commentary on the state of modern affairs, gender identity, political persuasion, and Pink. Quelle Masterpiece. I am stunned and speechless with her artistic audacity. More, maestra, more!

Kai, I like your art all the beautiful colors you use. Granny.

This little guy has clearly come from outer space to wish everyone a happy spring, and farewell to winter! Any discerning critic will take note of the colorful, trend-setting fashion-forward color-block fashion, and those in the know will certainly include those colors and styles in their spring offerings. Well done!

"Stained Glass Eternity" This masterful command of mathematical shapes combined with shimmering foil and brilliant colors fairly pulses with hints of eternity and beyond. When one studies this incredible form poem, one can only come away with the burning question: How Did It All Begin? What? you ask. "The Universe" is the only response. This young artist is showing the way toward a universal understanding of all mankind and beyond with this paradox of light, shape, and form that belies cosmic understanding. To the moon!

"Green Moth Fluttering in a Blue Sea." Every once in awhile, a great talent emerges, as represented by this young artist's poignant homage to the vanishing Green Moth species. As the moth struggles to survive, bits of its shimmering soul are cast heavenward. Its wings flutter in supplication to the greater disintegration of the world beyond, while the symbolic apple from the Garden of Eden rests on the ground next to a formless mushroom. Quelle Vision! I am shaken, and moved at the same time.

This young artist's rendering of "Marshmallow Man with Buttons of Great Hope" is breathtaking in its scope and dimension. It's retro faux-food references allude to another time, another era, where cooks were revered and food on a Swedish table was the epitome of happiness. But one cannot ignore the wry intention of sculpting a deconstructed hero with intact candy buttons. That sentiment is the true reflection of our current creative status in an increasingly technological world, and I applaud her vision for the future.

"Chalk snowman with shadows" is a prescient masterpiece. The artist has chosen to render this sketch on black paper, symbolizing the deepest of winter skies; it stands to reason that the entire dark world of winter is the shadow, as there is no sun. Instead, apparitions surround this snowman, symbolizing various forms of his melted "other" existence. One might postulate that they are also symbols of hope, for it could mean fresh snowfall, and thus be shadows from the pre-existence, ie., snowflakes, drifting down from the pitiless winter night to rebuild that part of himself that seems in constant shadow. And yet, throughout this dank and dreary night, where in he wanders weak and weary, there is no Raven -- merely hope! For behold, his arms are flung wide to embrace the descending future pieces of himself. This visual poetry symbolizes hope for all mankind; in the words of the immortal Shelley: O Wind, if Winter Comes, can Spring Be Far Behind??

Lively and masterful! The letters fairly dance off the page and the juxtaposition of her use of the rare Umbrellian color schemata is sheer genius. This work screams the riddle of the ages: Why does there seem to be a subtle but palpable competition between letters? Only this young artist knows.

Beautifully balanced! Evocative of the PreK period in Dali’s life but Kai’s blue is far more egalitarian and holds within its essence the shining Cerulean blue of the sky in the Fortenescue Tapestries at the Milagro Collection at the Tate. A masterpiece!

These are wonderful! I love the repeat/mirror of the ginko leaves! And the other leaves balanced it out. Well done!