Mixed Media - Pencil Drawing, Watercolor, Gouache, Acrylic Paint, Digital Processing, Digital Art, Mixed Techniques.
William Shakespeare, 1598 From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory; But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel, Making a famine where abundance lies, Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel. Thou, that art now the world's fresh ornament And only herald to the gaudy spring, Within thine own bud buriest thy content And, tender churl, mak'st waste in niggarding. Pity the world, or else this glutton be, To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.
Paradise flowers. Garden of Eden Flowers. My secret garden. Flowers of my dreams I grow fantastic flowers born of my imagination in dreams. All my paintings are inspired by listening to the music of great composers performed by great musicians.
November 12th, 2023
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