ester_nine
Oh Robin,
My Robin, where are you? Come my beloved in my garden where the smell of thine ointments than all spices, enclosed garden, a fountain sealed. Arise, kite flying, and you, Austro, come, blow upon my garden, it pours forth its aromas … Let my beloved come into his garden and eat its choicest fruits.
Freely adapted from the the Song of Solomon.
I used acrylic paints, titanium white, ultramarine blue, cobalt blue light, green, primary red, yellow primary.
Acrylic on canvas board
30cm x 40 cm x 0.5
2017
Ester Q
The artwork is signed on the back and accompanied with a certificate of authenticity.
