Showing posts with label woman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label woman. Show all posts

Monday, August 14, 2017

Beautiful woman in the galaxy light

Woman in the universe, standing naked in the light of the galaxy, so pure, so natural, acrylics on canvas painting of one of my fantasies, she, the one that is in my mind, like a dream, like a shadow

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

A painting and a strange phoenomenon

I've made this painting yesterday and while I was painting it my mind was travelling to Greece. Iwas thinking about Athens. I was thinking about the Monastiraki square, the streets of Athens and the Mediteranean Sea.  Then I was thinking about Egypt and I've seen a short thin Egyptian woman in the human silhouette I was painting.



I wanted to paint a flame that resembles the shape of the human body but I ended up painting a woman with oriental facial features. with a clear face. I wanted to make her look happy but her face was sad. I tried  to paint again over what I painted but sadness and tears remained there every time I tried to change the look of her face. I tried to paint her long dark hair but I just could not paint it.
Then I used the paintbrush to paint without looking at the canvas and instead of painting the hair I covered her head with a veil made of silk, so smooth, so soft. Finally the sadness on her face has disappeared, being replaced by a meditative state of mind.
The I felt something is missing, the holly moon above, so I painted the moon too.


You can watch me painting in the video below.

Saturday, March 18, 2017

Thursday, December 4, 2014

A new fantasy painting about the woman in my universe

I've made this crylics on glass painting yesterday starting from my old drawings and paintings, the drawings and paintings I've made by the year 2001. This is the one of the paintings I am talking about, a painting of HER, my ideal love, the Galateea I create by my art, the center of my universe standing naked in the cosmic light of the galaxy while the Earth can be seen on the sky, so beuatiful that I wish it was real.
By that time my drawings and paintings were not so good by I keep them as memories. Everytime I look at them the feelings I had by that time come back to me