Size: 30 H x 22 W x 2 in
"...I thought about time, and how strange it is that I could be wearing the same dress I wore when I laughed with my grandmother and my father. We also had our pictures taken then. My uncle and my mother were merry from red wine, and my stepfather was proud of me. I thought of how time changes everything, and the tiny purple vessels on my legs must correspond to the laughter that we've used up. My father's and my grandmother's laughter have been buried by the aspect of time we know as death; my stepfather's laughter is heard in someone else's home now; my uncle and my mother no longer share a bottle of wine and a close friendship. Time has changed all of that. In truth, the only thing that has stayed the same is the brown velvet dress. Of course it doesn't fit the same-we can't expect that. But it is the same material that soaked in the water particles that were in the air those other nights. I wrote before that love never dies, but merely changes forms. I still believe this. Yet, on a cool night, I wish time could stand still; the music and laughter would linger on forever, and flesh wouldn't become tired. I thought of this as my husband preserved time in his own way. There will remain the photographs, and the memories, and the brown velvet." - Memoree Joelle-Scott
Keywords: portrait, representational, figurative, haunting, baroque
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Excellent mysterious piece of art!
ver;y nice, wonder what she's thinking
I asked my wife what she was thinking, and she wrote a story about it. http://thewinefiles.blogspot.com/2007/08/brown-velvet.html
This an excerpt.
well done for being one of the winners in the art paris competition.
this is a lovely picture
..she does not know what to think ..this portraits is pure poetry...
management spectacular light and dark, the composition is beautiful, congratulation
I love it!
Fantastic work of art. Very well done for being one of the winners in the art paris competition.i wish i could win something like that. :)
I am never sure whether it is the adulation, the realization, or the receiving of the prize that provides the high... or the fact that so many well-meaning friends simply want to say "Well done, you deserved it."
you have mastered the art of chiaroscuro... fantastic work !
Who says portraiture is an old art?