Outside
the Walls
I’m
not sure I’d want to go in. But if I was in, I’d wonder why these on the
outside didn’t follow me.
18”x
24” ink and watercolor
Awaiting the Transfiguration...
14 hours ago
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Bonjour cher Anthony,
ReplyDeleteCette composition me plaît particulièrement. J'aime vos jeunes femmes sur la gauche, elles semblent si vivantes et amusantes... Elles animent votre oeuvre.
Gros bisous
Thank you.
DeleteI would say women in general drive much of my art, especially those on the left☺
One must always be the first, for other to follow...I love the doorway, who knows where it could lead in my imagination in your imaginaton
ReplyDeleteI’m not so sure about “always” being first. There are times in my past where following would have been smarter☺ Our imaginations can go first though. I almost sketched what I would find on the inside.
Delete...They would, if they should. It reminded me one concert, where before entering the concert auditorium I was waiting outside, in the hall for my friends. It was midst of winter, much of snow, bad road condition, - so my waiting was long enough to notice these different groups of people - inside and outside...~ Nice metaphor too. :)
ReplyDeleteI have had similar experiences when waiting and watching. Maybe m pen was remembering?
DeleteThank you
Busy and beautiful...I marvel at the way you handle so many subjects together.
ReplyDeleteYes, busy lately.. this is a nice break from all the life drawing commitments I’m involved with lately.
DeleteThank you