Original artwork description:

“Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,
Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices,
That, if I then had waked after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open, and show riches
Ready to drop upon me; that, when I waked,
I cried to dream again.”
― William Shakespeare, The Tempest

Loosely inspired by this passage (spoken by the Caliban) , I aimed for a specific, theatrical feel to the image here. Worked out well I feel, the effect being this playful surrealist composition, that can be simply enjoyed for its vibrant colors as well as read for its meaningful context.

Oil on gallery wrapped 4cm deep-edged canvas, sides painted for the work to be displayed without a frame, ready to hang!

Materials used:

oil on deep-edged gallery wrapped canvas

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