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Poster, Senseless...window. designed and sold by RosaCobos

Senseless...window. Poster

Designed and sold by RosaCobos
$15.72
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PosterHeavy poster paper, semigloss finish
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$15.72
$19.64 (20% off)

Product features

  • Printed on poster paper. Extremely versatile, making it perfect for reproducing both artwork and photographs
  • Custom sizes, based on artwork dimensions. Check size chart if self-framing
  • Dimensions include a 1 - 2 inch (2.5 - 5.0cm) white border to assist in framing
  • Shipped in protective packaging
  • Since every item is made just for you by your local third-party fulfiller, there may be slight variances in the product received
Artwork thumbnail, Senseless...window. by RosaCobos
Senseless...window.
All images are © Copyright Rosa Cobos 2010 . All rights reserved. (blending of photographs and mannequins selections. Photoshop created. Layers and masks to enhance the hairdressing colours. Blending modes to reach transparencies in the lighting. ) Appearances…. Not ghostly…undermining. Blurring sounds… the window barred. My heart pressing the sole shoes, clapping on the pavement listlessly. The couple imagining that Life, not lived. Whispers of elegance…feathering outfits. Women crowned by delicate essences. I cannot untie your masks of numbness. I wish…I could smash the glass pane, and get your eyes and mouths free… spray perfumes into your nostrils, made with crashed leaves and mist. But my own hands have been burnt with the forbidden jail of pains. Oh...so many souls, invading the rooms of freedom in nakedness being born. There is a seed… almost a promise made by some gods of luring persuasion. Stabbed the image of self respect, horses of wildness gone ashtray, those gods have cuffed my veins, since a child, blooming in sex. Hewed my antennas….high like a bird. hosted my own mirror in Nirvana, made me silent…blind…mute, gone. And the throat is still letting pass down the tears of a subtle burning flow of Soul´s….annihilation. Rosa This poem is © Copyright Rosa Cobos 2010 . All rights reserved

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