“Angels fly” Acrylic paint Mythological 2018
Frosted acrylic, PVC
... at dusk,
when the outlines hazy
and the stars are so strange on pink domes
easily flying next to the Gothic St. Anne's...
Long, long ago, when my friends and I first arrived in Vilnius, we were wandering around the old town in search of St. Anne. We could not find her - for us it was important. Anna was different - not like we had imagined, the poetry of Now. Its red facade lost among the other buildings, was not too Grand and not very impressed... However... as the years Passed, and Anna seemed to have grown up in our minds. With each new meeting it became more and more, and other home more left PA back, yet never disappeared (no offense to them it is said) Anne had created his own world and myth.
Yes, for me Anna is just that: it is almost the temple of heaven rising to its translucent inevitability of earth herbs and its towers sinking into the gilded sky. Not too good, peaceful Angels of the heavenly host should not be Christmas-sweet - at it other functions... This is my Anna. The Now his. Each in his own right.
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... at dusk,
when the outlines hazy
and the stars are so strange on pink domes
easily flying next to the Gothic St. Anne's...
Long, long ago, when my friends and I first arrived in Vilnius, we were wandering around the old town in search of St. Anne. We could not find her - for us it was important. Anna was different - not like we had imagined, the poetry of Now. Its red facade lost among the other buildings, was not too Grand and not very impressed... However... as the years Passed, and Anna seemed to have grown up in our minds. With each new meeting it became more and more, and other home more left PA back, yet never disappeared (no offense to them it is said) Anne had created his own world and myth.
Yes, for me Anna is just that: it is almost the temple of heaven rising to its translucent inevitability of earth herbs and its towers sinking into the gilded sky. Not too good, peaceful Angels of the heavenly host should not be Christmas-sweet - at it other functions... This is my Anna. The Now his. Each in his own right.
Send by EMS (or by agreement) anywhere in the world. Certificate of authenticity included. Shipment at buyer's expense. Prepayment before departure - 50% of the total amount, the balance on receipt of the parcel.
| ID: | 23884 |
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| Artist: | Sviatlana Vetrava (b. 1968) |
| Originality: | Original |
| Condition: | new |
| Year of manufacture: | 2018 |
| Applied technique: | Acrylic paint, See description |
| Size: | 35 x 50 x 1 cm |
| Framing: | Unframed |
| Genre: | Mythological |
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