In a black and white world my eye wants to see the colors of the rainbow and it cries 😿 rainbow 🌈 tears, tears coming out of a deep pain of the loneliness I am forced to live in, condemned by an intolerant society
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
I've made the painting above these days. It's a painting about connection, the tree, symbol of the ego with it's roots in one world, the big star of consciousness. The mother-star and it's branches around another star, another soul, another entity.
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.
