This blog contains the drawings and paintings of Corina Chirila
Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts
Monday, March 4, 2019
Viola genus flowers, Sappho's favorites flowers, watercolor painting
These are Sappho's favorite flowers, By that time young girls used to wear crowns of violets, as depicted in Sappho's poems
Wednesday, February 27, 2019
Tuesday, February 5, 2019
The flowers of Prunus dulcis or the almond tree
Friday, February 1, 2019
Monday, January 28, 2019
Tuesday, October 30, 2018
Sunday, September 30, 2018
Friday, January 19, 2018
Saturday, December 16, 2017
Blue eye and violet flowers, ball point pen drawing
The Viola sororia flowers have inspired Sappho to write poems and me to make drawings and paintings. This is my newest creation with and about these flowers
Wednesday, September 6, 2017
Drawing rainbows flowers and butterflies
Friday, April 7, 2017
Prunus persica flowers
Last week I've seen a beautiful Prunus persica tree with it's pink flowers so I decided to make this painting
Saturday, March 11, 2017
Monday, February 20, 2017
Sad girl with violet tiara
Sappho's girls
The poem below, written by Sappho has inspired me to make this ball point pen drawing
This is my song of maidens dear to me.
Eranna, a slight girl I counted thee,
When first I looked upon thy form and face,
Slim as a reed, and all devoid of grace.
But stately stature, grace and beauty came
Unto thee with the years — O, dost not shame
For this, Eranna, that thy pride hath grown
Therewith? Alas for thee ! I have not known
One beauty ever of more scornful mien,
As though thou wert of all earth's daughters queen!
Mnasidica is comelier, perchance,
Than my Gyrinna — ah, but sweetly rings
Gyrinna's matchless voice ! In rapture-trance
I listen, listen, while Gyrinna sings.
Hero of Gyara is fleet of foot
As fawns, and as light-footed in the dance,
The dance taught by the measures of my lute.
Ever-impassioned Gorgo! — is it strange
That I grow weary of the change on change
Of thine adored ones? — of thy rhapsodies
O'er each new girlfriend, while the old love dies?
Joy to thee, daughter of a princely race,
For thy last dear one! Lie in her embrace —
Till shines a new star on thy raptured eyes!
Fonder of maids thou art, I trow, than she.
The ghost who nightly steal young girls, to be
In Hades of her woeful company.
This is my fair girl-garden: sweet they grow —
Rose, violet, asphodel and lily's snow;
And which the sweetest is, I do not know;
For rosy arms and starry eyes are there.
Honey-sweet voices and cheeks passing fair.
And these shall men, I ween, remember long;
For these shall bloom for ever in my song.
This is my song of maidens dear to me.
Eranna, a slight girl I counted thee,
When first I looked upon thy form and face,
Slim as a reed, and all devoid of grace.
But stately stature, grace and beauty came
Unto thee with the years — O, dost not shame
For this, Eranna, that thy pride hath grown
Therewith? Alas for thee ! I have not known
One beauty ever of more scornful mien,
As though thou wert of all earth's daughters queen!
Mnasidica is comelier, perchance,
Than my Gyrinna — ah, but sweetly rings
Gyrinna's matchless voice ! In rapture-trance
I listen, listen, while Gyrinna sings.
Hero of Gyara is fleet of foot
As fawns, and as light-footed in the dance,
The dance taught by the measures of my lute.
Ever-impassioned Gorgo! — is it strange
That I grow weary of the change on change
Of thine adored ones? — of thy rhapsodies
O'er each new girlfriend, while the old love dies?
Joy to thee, daughter of a princely race,
For thy last dear one! Lie in her embrace —
Till shines a new star on thy raptured eyes!
Fonder of maids thou art, I trow, than she.
The ghost who nightly steal young girls, to be
In Hades of her woeful company.
This is my fair girl-garden: sweet they grow —
Rose, violet, asphodel and lily's snow;
And which the sweetest is, I do not know;
For rosy arms and starry eyes are there.
Honey-sweet voices and cheeks passing fair.
And these shall men, I ween, remember long;
For these shall bloom for ever in my song.
Monday, January 30, 2017
The cosmic tree of life
This drawing is a about life in the universe, the big plant that grows from the seed of life, rising it's branches to the galaxies while it's roots are deep inside the soil
Etichete:
flowers,
life,
life in the universe,
plant,
tree
Monday, May 25, 2015
Iris, the rainbow goddess
This is my panting of Iris, the greek rainbow goddess, messenger of the gods, the goddess of the sky and sea that links gods and humans, and her flowers.
Friday, December 12, 2014
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
A still life with Papaver somniferum and Cannbis indica
Friday, April 4, 2014
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