This portrait is of a dear friend named Dila, who is my wanna be adopted sister with her Turkish twin. She is delicate, precious, and has this way about her where everything she speaks to seems to be as soothing as the pedals of the most beautiful flowers. I find even her way of speaking to be nearly silk, and containing a sensual way about them.
When she was in NYC going to School of Visual Arts with me in Graduate School, I found myself going to her when things seemed dark and rigid to bring her aura to sand my self talking thorns down to a low roar.
Paper, gold leaf, mounting mixture, gold acrylic paint.
£79.07
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This portrait is of a dear friend named Dila, who is my wanna be adopted sister with her Turkish twin. She is delicate, precious, and has this way about her where everything she speaks to seems to be as soothing as the pedals of the most beautiful flowers. I find even her way of speaking to be nearly silk, and containing a sensual way about them.
When she was in NYC going to School of Visual Arts with me in Graduate School, I found myself going to her when things seemed dark and rigid to bring her aura to sand my self talking thorns down to a low roar.
Paper, gold leaf, mounting mixture, gold acrylic paint.
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