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Published: 2008-07-02 16:14:05 +0000 UTC; Views: 744; Favourites: 15; Downloads: 9
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how can you see into my eyes like open doorsLeading you down into my core
where Ive become so numb
My spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home
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the face is normally drawn as always, the flower is a photo...
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This took my breath away. I can't say that I've ever before seen a fragile beauty portrayed with such minimalism.
The gorgeous subject matter combined with your use of medium-neutral colors makes this work very easy on the eyes. Speaking of eyes... The eyes radiate a muted strength and a longing to reach a far off goal. The short poem in your comments made me do something I've not done in long while; I wondered.
I wondered what happened to the figure.
I wondered what she feels and why she feels it.
I wondered why she holds the rose so close to her face and what it means to her.
I wondered what she was put through for her eyes to hold their silent strength and her lips to hold their blank expression.
I wondered what her voice would sound like.
I wondered how often she smiled.
I wondered if, when she leans in for a kiss, if she closes her eyes.
I wondered if she was on her own in the implied journey, if you will, that she is going through.
I wondered if she was a loner.
All these things I wondered within ten seconds of looking at this work. With no overly complex shapes and unnecessary color or detail, my imagination ran circles around your work and played through what-if scenarios. I know this is a round-about way of saying it, but your work spoke to me. It radiates poetic genius like a finely written tragedy.
In short, this is true art.
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this is truely exquisite! your work is always appreciated!
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