Description

Specifications:
Portait, 50cm x 60cm.
Oil, pre-primed canvas. Palette-knife impasto.
High Quality, white framed floating canvas.

Status:
Original, Signed. Queries welcome to ad centre on pieces, prices or bespoke requests.

Description:
A figure folds in on herself, knees drawn up, body rendered in warm ochre and gold with dark wine-red bruising along the torso - and where her head should be, a dense knot of hearts erupts instead, spilling sideways like it's being carried off by wind.

Two pale hands shiver down from within the mass, the only soft, human-coloured thing left of her body, her hair cascades, there's no evidence that tears made it to her cheeks.

Her pose is protective, closed, almost foetal - but her head itself has stopped being a head at all. It's become weather: a cloud, a swarm, something that has grown too large and too heavy to stay contained in the shape of a face. The warm palette-knife impasto of the body reads almost like sunburnt earth or weatghred driftwood, giving the whole figure a rawness that sits underneath the softness of the pink hearts above it - as if the heartbreak is sitting directly on top of an exposed nervous system.

Art Should be Accessible:
This is the piece about carrying too much for too long: not the moment of breaking, but what's left sitting there afterward, curled up and still trying to hold herself together while her feelings keep growing outward, uncontained and wild - these feelings are likely to never leave her...however, the experience becomes something she carries forward - a quiet kind of wisdom she can pass on to her daughter , share with a friend 🤍, lean on herself when it's needed again. These lessons don't leave us, and honestly? There will always be more of them coming. That's just the deal. ‍🩹

From my Heart to Yours:
I'd love to hear your thoughts - constructive criticism is always welcome, just please deliver it with heart And if a piece speaks to you, hitting 'save' means the world Lanes