Title: “Cupid’s Withdraw” 30x30 oil on panel
Description:
In the stirring depths of “Cupid’s Withdraw,” which orchestrates a dramatic tableau of love’s fragility. Cupid, the embodiment of affection and desire, is depicted at a pivotal moment of resignation, his wings drooping, the glow of hope dimming in his eyes. He is withdrawing his arrow, not in the fulfillment of love’s destiny, but in the sorrowful acknowledgment of its demise.
Beneath him, a man pleads in desperation, one hand reaching out to Cupid, begging for patience, for one more chance to kindle the warmth of a love that is slipping away. The other hand reaches towards a woman, who, lost in her own narrative, is tipping a vessel. From it spills not just the wine of celebration, but the very essence of love, fertility, and happiness—her actions unwittingly choosing a path towards darkness and despair. Unseen by her, this act casts shadows, invoking a future of sorrow and emptiness.
The background is tumultuous, echoing the chaos of emotions, the dark hues whispering of the hellish landscape that awaits when love is forsaken. The textures and colors meld in a passionate dance, the brushstrokes telling a story of a moment caught between salvation and doom.
This painting is not just a visual spectacle but a narrative of choices and consequences, a powerful reminder of the delicate balance on which relationships teeter, and the profound impact of our actions on our collective destinies.
Oil paint
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£2,000
Title: “Cupid’s Withdraw” 30x30 oil on panel
Description:
In the stirring depths of “Cupid’s Withdraw,” which orchestrates a dramatic tableau of love’s fragility. Cupid, the embodiment of affection and desire, is depicted at a pivotal moment of resignation, his wings drooping, the glow of hope dimming in his eyes. He is withdrawing his arrow, not in the fulfillment of love’s destiny, but in the sorrowful acknowledgment of its demise.
Beneath him, a man pleads in desperation, one hand reaching out to Cupid, begging for patience, for one more chance to kindle the warmth of a love that is slipping away. The other hand reaches towards a woman, who, lost in her own narrative, is tipping a vessel. From it spills not just the wine of celebration, but the very essence of love, fertility, and happiness—her actions unwittingly choosing a path towards darkness and despair. Unseen by her, this act casts shadows, invoking a future of sorrow and emptiness.
The background is tumultuous, echoing the chaos of emotions, the dark hues whispering of the hellish landscape that awaits when love is forsaken. The textures and colors meld in a passionate dance, the brushstrokes telling a story of a moment caught between salvation and doom.
This painting is not just a visual spectacle but a narrative of choices and consequences, a powerful reminder of the delicate balance on which relationships teeter, and the profound impact of our actions on our collective destinies.
Oil paint
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