Acrylic on Canvas
40cm x 50cm
finished with a matt varnish ( unframed )
Well, I did sneak another painting in before the end of 2009 after all! I was stuck for something to continue with over the Christmas break so I asked a friend of mine whether I could try to paint her daughter, Ruby. She has the most beautiful red hair! Ruby's mum graciously allowed me to borrow a picture and so here it is!
Happy New Year to everyone and wish me luck for 2010 - I intend to keep painting and hopefully sell some as well! We live in hope!
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Beautiful!
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Das Leben dergleichen Halbfaßung
der Welt wahr immer nicht wahr,
nicht wahr? Die fristlos' Entlaßung
am Ende wird kaum wunderbar.
So laßen uns Menschlingen viele
besonders besonnene zum
Zeitweilegem Zeiten als Ziele
des Lebens halbfaßen darum.
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Schwarzes Birne!
Aufforderung zur Erotik.
Meine deutsche Gedichte
SONNET XXXIX FOR KATIE
I went downtown, saw Katie in the nude
on Common Avenue, detracted soltitude
as it were, like a dream-state rosely hued,
like no one else could see her; DAMN! I phewed;
was reciprokelly then, thank heaven, viewed,
bestowed unique hard-on! but NOT eschewed,
contrair-ee-lee, she took a somewhat rude
'n readidy attude of Sex Prelude; it BREWED!
And for a start, i hiccuped "Hi!", imbued
with Moooood! She toodledooed: "How queued
your awe-full specie-ally-tee, Sir Lewd,
to prove (alas!), to have me finely screwed,
and hopef'lly afterwards beloved, wooed,
alive, huh? Don't you even DO it, Duu-uuude!"
My English Poetry Blog
N'est-que pas que la solitude elle-mème eveille quelque attente fébrile? Voici l'entrée, vide, discrètetement illuminée comme une musée nocturne – la terasse, avec ses torchères ondoyantes par un soir d'Avent étrangement doux – laissant le vestibule et les murmures de voix – la chambre immaculée immaculée et la musique de danse derrière le mur – et le bar à cocktails mondains – le bassin où le nageur s'entrâine, longeur après longeur, il en n'a jamais assez, il doit y mettre de sien – enfin, tournant vers le haut au coin du sombre couloir vient la fille noire et pâle, altière, déterminée et de style épuré, ainsi qu'un moderne avion de chasse suédois.
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Exit time. Las chicas dejan el espejo de bar
dormindose en sus corazónes de alta traícion.
El Señor no levanta. Él pastorea a sus pies
los presuntos compradores. Y nos bendice.
My spanish poetry blog
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Consider Sex and time, procreation, reincarnation. Trigonometry! I envisage the time axis as the repetitive tangens function. Do you see what I mean? What can be tentatively derived from this notion? Clue: orgasm AND birth pangs at tan 0.
My Philosophy
My Babe Wallpapers
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- Peter Ingestad, Sweden
very cute!!!
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ReplyDeleteSoooo cute! What a cheeky grin and you have captured it so well ♥
ReplyDeleteShe's gorgeous! You've captured her red mane beautifully: all that equine artwork practice has paid off ;0)
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