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Anatomy of thought. Oil on Panel.
Le Corbusier’s work table, photography by René Burri, 1960, in Paris.
Mexicanfaerie photographed by Katherine Goguen
Georges van Haesendonck, 1886-1952
Ophelia, n/d, oil on canvas, 48.2x110.2 cm
Private Collection (Sotheby’s)
Frida seated in her garden, 1943. Photo by Florence Arquin.
“Mother of Pearl.” Planthopper Phenax variegata. (x).
Derek Boshier (1937-2024) — Person Watching the Moon [oil on canvas, 1997]
Albina Akritas, 1934-
The prophetess, 2014, mixed technique, 69х53 cm
Website
Albina Akritas (Greek-Russian, 1934)
artist: mafalda vasconcelos
Tomète
This is collage of an oil pastel illustration for an altar work.
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"Jazzz"
Acrylic and oil pastel on paper.
Inspired by jazz music and Paul Rubenstein
(via Pin auf [sp.II] Interior - Private)
Premonition, watercolor (background), colored pencils (creatures), collage.
One of my latest works. I was inspired by…primarily the news of recent years and the depressed and anxious mood of humankind, which is acutely felt and visible. And of which I am a part.
The black creature embodies the harbinger of some impending doom. As if we've awakened some cruel ancient god. It hasn't crawled out yet, but it's awake. And everyone feels it. The larvae simply symbolize the accompanying emotions.
I hope it never crawls out.