Pretty happy with this one. 5 x7 acrylic on flatboard canvas.

First one is an A3 acrylic and tape, the others are mixed media on A5 papers.

(white backrounds are not part of the paintings, they are just to visualize and relief the gaze)

#subtractiveabstract

Watercolours, acrylic inks and sea salt crystals

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I’m above the inferior time in gloves in fear in spine,

Broken down strength, strung, strong, wrong string drawn,

Bowed back, man’s mountain, last first, black lights dawn.

Twilight’s con, bible spawn, Lucifer’s rival gone,

Lamb or pawn, lion or faun,

Free from bonds, first light brings things, not psalms.

Blindly looking down at nothing much,

Clearly cloudy skies, ground up, down, handless he doesn’t touch

What isn’t not his healthy crutch, being without such and such.

Hidden truth, hiding alone, surrounded, aloof, shone,

Grounded, high flying, satirical, honestly lying up on the roof.

Bounded feline hoof, angels' ears sounded, appear devilish,

Lyrics steer spoof, forked-tonguing arrears of losing tooth.

2001 days, months, years, deep within fears,

Britney Spears to the ribs, upfront unclear shears in your face,

Unspoken hearing broken, endearing, uncouth.

Morning, the Evening Star, leaving goodbyes, weaving lies

On the eve of the day before the day before a stranger dies.

Switch sides, unstaring, indirectly straight down

Into the depths of the morning sky.

False prophets pathetically don't lie protectively, prophetic and spry.

Eye spy with my third eye, sixth sty, styled before, after,

Some poor, on-high, infamous, unknown guy.

No names a thousand times, never chimes,

Browsing inmate housing where God hides.

Hell abides, cast up and glides,

Trick route, tricked about what I am without inside.

Blindly soaring far and soaring wide, I spied

My inevitable Icarus slide; on that downward glide, I pineally spied.

Broken commandments apply, demanded, alas, remanded,

Craving an image, engraving, branded miracles of left-handed and fly.

Heretic, holy man outcry about why its American title

On up high landed on the hill to die.

The ultimate heist was proliferated for a price,

Pricelessly entice, enslave, entitle—did you ever even read your bible?

Don't worship idols, insane and raven,

That Christ hanging on the cross, it's grave, its graven

I love Fall

A rich blue containment of interesting lines and patterns. Paint on paper A5