Face to face, eye to eye, this pair of lovers is sharing their moment, despite any other figures which comes and goes. Now, all rests in the back of the mind, buried.
This was a transitional piece as I enlarged/zoomed out the 'mass' of the doodle towards the edge of the paper. This was one of the last pieces of abstracts before my figures surfaced from the compositions.
Sorry, a gloomy one. Have you thought of how the last breath could be depicted? I was not planning on anything. This was my subconscious speaking out of a scene in my life. I found this image hidden in my doodle lines.
Kafka's version of Samsa, turning into an insect, hanging from the ceiling watching down. He did not mention a girl dancing, but this is what I found within the subconscious lines.
A study / re-imagining of John William Waterhouse's Mermaid. I really overworked the paper on this one, and I wish I had chosen a lighter color to line her, but I love how she came out!
7'x7' copper plate decorated by myself using acrylic paint and coated with paint protection gloss.
Safe to use as an ashtray, rolling tray, or decorative plate.
This is my take on the starry night painting. I bought the little tray and decides to recycle it. After painting and glossing I personally tested this product out to be sure of the the safety in the product. It can be cleaned with a damp cloth.
This is not safe for putting food on, but it's great for kitchen decoration.
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Whitetail is a terrific sidekick. He is a good fighter. He can run on walls. He is really strong. He can change different colors to camouflage to be safe when hiding. Kaitlen, Age 7
I have my own comic cartoon called "Trixie & Truls". Here is an illustration from the series. More Trixie & Truls on my website www.triciojohanssonarts.com , on DeviantArt www.deviantart.com/avoranic or on Instagram www.instagram.com/avoranic
Twisted mentions of the horrid fever that be separated in these realms of bleakness, a tense reality prevail. Images further, but repetitive sorrow consume him.
