This ball point pen drawing is about feeling blue, crying rivers of snow flake tears, feeling so cold, so lost so lonely in the winter of the soul.
This blog contains the drawings and paintings of Corina Chirila
Showing posts with label tears. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tears. Show all posts
Thursday, May 7, 2020
Tuesday, May 29, 2018
The tears of liberty
This painting I've made yesterday is about freedom vs the crisis of democracy we are facing today, about Donald Trump and Mike Pence, about how democracy and human rights are under threat, even in the USA
Wednesday, September 20, 2017
Friday, May 12, 2017
Rainbow tears, the making of a fluorescent painting
This is my painting "Rainbow tears", a fluorescent acrylics on canvas painting about the pain I feel living alone in a society that doesn't allow me to be myself, love and be loved.
Wednesday, May 10, 2017
Rainbow tears
In a black and white world my eye wants to see a rainbow and I cry rainbow tears. I cry for equality. I cry for human rights. I cry for my right to live a real life and love. I cry hoping for a better world
This is my latest ball point pen drawing
Wednesday, January 25, 2017
Tears in the desert
Tears in the desert, oil on canvas painting |
Tears in desert
Like water thrown in the desert
Tears of sadness and despair,
When nothing is fair
Wasted on a soil already dead,
Where even the nature is bad
The tears of pain
Fall down like rain
For the lives we've lost,
For all that remained in the past
I cannot stop crying
When I see the world dieing
In a no happy ending story
When I see the evil's victory
And the world is dominated by hate
Then I know it's to late
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Tears for a lost love, oil on canvas painting
She's gone and behind her tears fall down like a cold autumnal rain in a dark lifeless landscape but there is still a drop of hope in the green light eye. I've made this oil on canvas painting on saturday.
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Friday, June 27, 2014
Tears for a lost love
Monday, August 26, 2013
Tears for her, a drawing and a feeling
She is leaving, not looking behind. She is so cold. I watch her from behind. I wish she gave me a sign. I wish she could feel for me what I feel for her. She is the girl in my dreams. This is my drawing of a feeling I had many times until now, her coldness and my feelings for her turned into sadness and tears
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