True story – but the names have been changed to protect the unique.
An older lady lived down the hall from me for years. As a matter of fact she lived in the apartment building the day it opened to the public. Her apartment number matched her date of birth. I figured being a senior citizen she didn’t have much company so I took it upon myself to go visit and check in on her. To my surprise she was quite irritated by me popping in from time to time. It turns out “Mrs. Jones” was raised in a huge family and her children constantly dropped in on her. One day when I came by she opened the door with “Bebop” in her arms and told me not to come back. She said she wanted to enjoy her old age in peace. She slammed the door in my face. I suppose when you have a host of children waiting on you hand in foot, calling you all hours of the day to interrupt your soap operas the last thing you need is some do-good neighbor knocking on your door.
On one my many visits when she put up with me I was able to see all her treasures collected over the years. I witnessed the decay of furniture older than me, of mismatched wall paper that covered parts of the wall surely never painted since she moved in. I saw shag green carpet and of course Bebop. He was always well taken care of. Bebop was brushed and friendly but surely as old as his mistress. He ate from a fake crystal dish under her wobbly kitchen table covered in an antique pea green cloth. He slept on her bed and at her swollen feet. They were a pair not to be disturbed. Together they grew older down the hall until the day when it was time for Mrs. Jones to go home.
Mrs. Jones, though I was a source of irritation to you and constantly interrupted your late year peace I did enjoy rummaging through your apartment and listening to stories of the old days. Thank you for your time. I have a secret to tell you though, I visited more for me than you. I knew you had a lot to offer but I should have met you in your younger years when you had more time for the constant questions of a neighbor with a hidden agenda….. Seek wisdom from a unique individual before the wisdom is lost.
F. Magdalene
She’s a young black child with great big green coloured eyes, two pony tails and a yellow shirt. She stands with one arm behind her back looking off into the distance.
This is a multi-media painting originated from a pencil sketch and is done in oils with ink accents on white card stock paper.
F. Magdalene
Forgiveness
At first glance a young man concluded this painting was about a mother forgiving her young prodigal daughter. I didn’t correct him. This painting shows an older woman embracing her younger self and offering forgiveness for past mistakes and failings. The young self kneels before the older woman having asked for nothing other than a place to lay her head. The older woman who has grown physically and spiritually knows the younger self was caught up in the spring of youth and needs what we all need, a place to rest our transgressions. In the lap of experience the young one is allowed to rest.
“Forgiveness” is part of the Faceless Beauty Collection here on SUNDRIP - Art for Life .
detail 1, detail 2
Art by F. Magdalene
This is my very first completed oil painting.
A few weeks ago at my favorite hobby and crafts shop I stumbled upon discounted oils. I’d never used oils. I assumed they were hyped up acrylics offering no difference. Boy was I wrong. I was hooked with the very first stroke.
One of the details you can’t see is gold accents above the eyes and on her lips. However, the photo does show the dust on my shelf. Go figure.
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This is painted on a 9 x 11 birchwood board 1/4th inch thickness. It is currently unsealed because I don’t know how or even if I should. The paint is dry but I hear you’re supposed to seal the paint. If anyone has suggestions on what product to use I’d be open to hearing it.
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A young woman with sunflower leaf angel wings balances her self on top of a sunflower as she reaches towards the heaven to receive her inner flame.
This is second to the painting I Will Shine. All three versions can be seen at that link.
So what did I Will Shine look like before it became I Will Shine and before it had a second version? It looked like this. This one is my favorite of them all.
Depending on my mood my paintings can take a drastic change from very earthy colours to bright and vivid then flair with colours from the sea and sky.
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F. Magdalene
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