Illustration based on the tragedy, Pyramus and Thisbe. Medium: Indian ink + Pantone markers.
2007 / 8.5×11 ballpoint pen and prismacolor marker on 11×14 bristol.
An illustrated scene from the tragic story of Pyramus and Thisbe. Medium: Indian ink, Gray wash, and Photoshop CS2.
It is ironic how seemingly impossible it is for one person to say goodbye, and yet so exceedingly easy for the other to do likewise. I’m sure we’ve all been there.
New Work- Artist challenge- ‘Unrequited Love’ / ‘Loving Kathleen’ 24″ x 18″ Oils Finished sides, ready to hang, needs no frame Will be on the web site soon, it is available for sale Here is the quote that goes with this work: “There is only misfortune in not being loved; there is misery in not loving.” Albert Camus (1913 – 1960) / This work was created for an Artists Challenge group that I have joined. The theme was Unrequited / Love. I don’t know what Unrequited love is. I mean I really don’t know from a romantic sense. I’ve / ever only really loved the person I am in love with now. Rejection sure, I know that one…that’s / different though. So, I have been thinking and reading other peoples blogs to see if I could find / this…unrequited love. The unrequited love of my life may well be of my own flesh and blood and / spirit. My family of birth, still my greatest wealth of inspirations for my works, my understanding of / the world, the universe, my place in it all. This painting was done with my little girl memory of a / Mother I never really knew. My Unrequited love is that between myself and my Mother of Birth. / It really helped me to resolve and understand how you can love someone that you don’t even / know, and how you can grow and heal from that pain too…making you (and me) and better, / stronger, more improved version of ourselves. / Thank you Universe for letting me work this painful memory free, and leaving the pain I felt all / these years go off into the ether. I feel free to love her now, and it does not matter if she ever / knows it, or I ever get to share it. It’s a beautiful thing in life to love, and that’s what I am going to / hold onto now, the love. Forget pain. It’s just so heavy to carry around in a persons soul. / Forgive, not forget and love…lots of love for her and for myself too. / Living is a form of art. The finest form. Thanks for being here, / Heather /
for my mate Fiona
i am the future / i am the past / come unto me / open your mind / let pain be a memory / in our lives we hunger for those we cannot touch / all thoughts unuttered and feelings unexpressed / play upon our hearts lke mist upon our breath / then awoken by our greif our spirits speak / how could you believe ,that , life within loves seed / that grew arms to reach / a heart that wouldnt beat / lips that smiled and eyes that cried / would die
The illustrated story book “Love Unrequited” can be seen here
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2006 / 8.5×11 ballpoint pen and prismacolor marker on 11×14 bristol.
...Never ran smooth.
If I could colour us in / I would splash us with purple / With big swirls of gold / Bold splashes / Of nothing uncertain / For all the thin…
done in photoshop 7 drawn with my tablet, for those of you who dont know what unrequited love means it means one person loves someone but the other person either doesnt know that they do or doesnt love them back but in my case they dont know. enjoy!
In emotional torment – Glastonbury tor .
He offers you the sun; rising, setting at your command
A tale of two women…and a man. FICTION..this is not about me!
Your expressions change frequently – I know them all. Your smiles and frowns, your laughs and all your tears. I know how you feel.
I wrote this a few months ago. I look back on it and it does sound a little too sad and desperate. I was going through a moment. I was full of emotion and angst and I had to get it out…so I wrote. :D I hope you guys love it. Love can be a wonderful thing. It’s tragic, sad, depressing and physically painful but it can also bring out the best in you, can make you smile, make you happier than you can ever be and that is a beautiful thing. May all of you find love! / _________ © This is copyrighted and owned by the artist Anastasia G. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from the artist is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved.
It explains why they grow weaker as we age, especially without caring for them well / His soul was brown and veiled, seemingly deep, but l…
I still see you at the Midnight Hour / And the train tracks / That led me to your door / Still mesmerize my dappled sleep / I still shudder w…
For someone very special…..
With deep emotion / She felt her spirit surge / and she remembered I’ve met you before…. / I know your spirit…. / She whispered And t…
Repost, reworked.
The depth of love / The success of love is simplicity to measure
My blood is spent, / seeped onto the embossed / papers of our love
A soppy sappy self-pitying ditty about giving your all and not being recieved. EDIT I have to add that this is not exactly how I am feeling or where I am at right now. Just some thoughts and emotions and …just a poem..not a journal. Thanks.
The fire, still alive within my breast, now roars through all my limbs and at once I am overcome with pain and red desire
Unrequited? Or just unspoken? (FICTION!!!)
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