Invaded.
©yama-bato
©Philomena Famulok
Darks, 2020
Finishing this painting took me more than 2 years. I wrote the poem spontaneously after a walk in the wilderness. But there was more in the picture, a sword with a scar, covered with rust, blossoming too. This could only be the sword lying in between Tristan & Yseult, sleeping beauty in the tender eyes of Marc, more poet than king at this very moment. Therefore, this is the portrait of his gentle soul.
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In those woods
Everything whispers
Softly
For Me.
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Whispering Woods (October 24, 2020) [Tristania project] (with closeup)
by ©️sophia D. S. wright
Digital mixed media
Composed on iPadPro
With Procreate & Adobe Capture
Original 5050x5050px
Touch.
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