Art for life
The dress of this young woman drapes across her and forms a river where a small sprout comes forth. On the sprout is a cardinal, on the limbs of her hair is another. I’m a lover of texture so there’s a lot of that to see as well. Greens and hues of blue are accented by bursts of orange and small dabs of yellow and red. Her face is half concealed, her arms folded around her holding her inner earth steady above the river.
On The Eve of Something Beautiful (V1 and V2) by F. Magdalene
There are three hearts in this painting all representing strength of mind, spirit and purpose.
In the detailed views below you can see how closely she is listening. You may also be able to catch a glimpse of her eye lashes as well as the rays glowing behind her.
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The clothes of this woman of strength are earth tones which accent her turquoise touched sunset.
She must surely be at peace. There isn’t a hint of discontent in her stature or expression.
Details: Gold and green head scarf, honey brown skin, meditating eyes, black/brown afro, blue, green and gold, leather brown gown, ribbon details, rays of light, sunrise.
You can find “She Listens To Her Heart” at my Redbubble shop. Please see the sidebar for the red square that links to my Redbubble shop. See Version Two in my Etsy shop.
Thanks for looking,
F. Magdalene
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 .
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