Portraiture





Pojhonens Daughter. 2016
Oil on cobber. 33x43 cm
 
The Princess with the scarlet ribbon. 2016
Oil on cobber. 25x18 cm
  
                                                          The Princess and the Pea. 2016
                                                           Oil on Copper. 25x18 cm

The Secret in the golden locket. 2015
                                                             Oil on canvas.  25x35 cm

 
                                                                      Luna. 2015
                                                                 Oil on canvas. 22x29 cm
  
Pierrot. 2016
Oil on canvas. 50x40 cm
  
Clown. 2015
Oil on canvas. 40x50 cm

Harlequin. 2016
Oil on Canvas. 50x45 cm
Columbina. 2016
Oil on canvas.  50x45 cm
 One years old.
Oil on canvas. 55x60 cm 2015
 PANTOMIM
Oil on panel. 2015

PIERROT
Oil on Panel. 2015
SELF-PORTRAIT IN BLUE SILK
Oil on Canvas 2012
KAREN
PORTRAIT COMISSION.
30X40 CM. Oil on Canvas

ELISA
PORTRAIT COMISSION
40X50 CM. Oil on Canvas. 2010

LAURNA
40X50 CM. Oil on Canvas-.2008

PEARL
25X30 CM. Oil on panel. 2007

WONDER
Oil on Canvas

3 comments:

  1. A BLANK CANVAS

    What thing shall I say to you?
    Thy colors bleed from your armor.
    What thing shall I say to you?
    Lighting flashing from the sky
    Or violins screaming in my head,
    Drawing sounds within my soul
    Like a thousand drums pounding
    Until my spirit burst free.

    What is this pain burning inside!
    Like an arrow piercing my heart
    How can I resolve this inter need
    Before the arrows finds its mark.
    How does inspiration grow wings?
    In a frozen spirit harden by time.
    Shall it be awaken by a new day?
    That hides in a darkness of fear.

    Thy boundaries are an empty pit
    As ideas give in to idol thoughts
    But thy vastness engages my soul,
    Like the fibers of my last breath.
    Then, my eyes open to a renewal
    Of a moonlit oceans misty waves,
    The crashing sounds are unlocked
    And passion flows with little work.

    You have taken me out of my despair
    And broken my spirit into little pieces,
    Thy colors bleed from your armor.
    Because of a blank canvas before me,
    It now seems you will have your say.
    Today thy brushstrokes of brightness
    Thy rainbow is like an endless river
    And my emptiness is filled once more.

    Epaphroditus© March 4, 2004

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