Electric gossamer portrait in blue and purple highly textured figure painting art halo religious

by Mendyz

Original - Not For Sale

Price

$6,600

Dimensions

20.000 x 24.000 x 1.000 inches

Title

Electric gossamer portrait in blue and purple highly textured figure painting art halo religious

Artist

Mendyz

Medium

Painting - Acrylic On Canvas

Description

Electric gossamer portrait in blue and purple highly textured figure painting art halo religious. It came from the moment captured in the twisted woman in lace and thin fabric material.
The man just out of the scene of the painting is a tall, dark-haired, black-eyed, handsome man with a broad forehead, thin lips, and strong nose, wearing an expensive suit of some kind—it's hard to tell what it might be from this distance, but the hairline suggests either a military or a police officer uniform. One can almost hear the peals of laughter surrounding her, and there are several small children around him also just out of frame of the painting. We can see her contortions to the past memories of children.
One boy about three years old has his hands on his father's shoulders as he leans over to look at something the other man is pointing out. A little girl with pigtails sits beside her mother, holding a doll. An older girl looks up shyly from behind the two adults. Another young woman holds onto one of the boy's arms, while another, younger child clings tightly to the first young lady's hand. All have wide, bright smiles that light up their faces; they seem like happy people.
The only thing odd about them is that none of them are smiling now. They all stand still and silent, staring into space, as if frozen by a momentary shock. As I stare at them, my own face begins to change, too. My features twist and stretch until my face becomes unrecognizable, distorted into a grotesque caricature of myself. I try to scream, but no sound comes out of my mouth, which suddenly seems much larger than it should be. It fills the room so completely that I can barely see anything else. I feel as though someone has reached inside me and squeezed every ounce of air out of my lungs.
I hear voices, muffled by the walls of the building. Someone says, "You don't understand," then, "We've got to get her to the hospital." Then more footsteps approach me, along with a familiar scent: blood. I'm not sure whose blood it is, but it smells fresh and clean. I turn away from the window and see a nurse bending down toward me. She's very short and round, with large cheeks and bulging eyes, and she wears a white lab coat over a red dress. Her hair is pulled back into a tight bun and she has a mole above her left eye. I recognize her immediately. I remember being carried off after my last visit here, when I'd been unconscious for days. I remember lying on the floor of a hallway somewhere in this place, surrounded by doctors and nurses who had worked themselves into a frenzy trying to save me. I remember feeling frightened because I didn't know where I was, why I was there, and who these strangers were.
"Miss?" she asks softly. Her voice sounds strange, distant, as if it isn't coming directly from her throat but through the wall instead. But I can hear her perfectly well.
My vision clears slowly. And this painting is that precise moment captured in time by the artist. It's the blue and purple sketch that is so energetic and vibrant. The artist has captured the internal emotions as well as the chaos swirling about in the physical realm.

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July 17th, 2022

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