Painting: Oil on Canvas.
Of all the hopes that fall to man, there is not one I have not hoped.
Of all the fears of fading light, there is not one I have not feared.
But in regret I have found, that man grows to regret what regrets grow in him, not the act of life, but the failure to live it.
And upon his death, in sound bedclothes he breathes in whispers: what if all my life, in all its pains, and hate, and ambitions, have only brought the throws of death, true death, to my door.
What if in my brief spark, amongst the cave of darkness, I was the shadow cast by the candle on the wall, unknowing that a greater light could be?
Keywords: surrealism, symbolism, time, contemporary, figurative, haunting, modern, baroque, nude
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this one is stunning about the use of light, just as baptism in the same way, great painting both of them!
gorgeous! I'm so envious of your excellent work.
An expansion on PlatoÂ´s cave allegory nicely written...and great visual works you produce also.
She makes Felicien Rops women pale! And your thoughts are somehow vibrating in the sad light, oval movement, deep melancholic ambience...
Floating soul. . . Oppressive sky. . .
Accomplished but entirely approachable. Good drawing means a lot to me.
Creative and amazing composition, my compliments
Strong Work very beautiful work
Thank you all!