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This is a piece that literally catches your attention at the first glance. It's a dualistic work where there is at the same time something haunted, yet it's also beautiful to look at.
It had a very dark atmosphere, with the shadows and the dark eyes. But also at the same time it's very soft with the fabrics floating around the person and the palet of blue and purple colors filling in the darkness.
While the face is very pale & almost looking like a corpse, there is also at the same time an idea of look at a statue.
There is a nice contrast between the paleness of the skin and the color of the veil and background. It produces a more dramatic effect and lets the viewer focus easily on the face.
I find it interesting how the colors of the veils reflect themselves in the eyes and the complementarity of it: red and green. It's hard to focus on any one eye because your focus keeps jumping at the other (human mind is not used with eyes of different colors). The face suggests a slightly upset and ill-humored figure. "Are you upset I found your nest, creature?", would be the first question I'd ask.
You have no concept, cannot even begin to fathom, the ire vibrating quietly beneath the water's still surface, child. In my lair, your dreams are dreams of dreams dreaming nightmares, trying to strangle themselves awake. And my grey shall wrap up your ankles and down your wrists, pythons wringing the blood from your veins in the most sensual sensations. And you, unaware of it all, shall sink into ecstatic oblivion as my seething jaws devour you whole.
Because, after all, love, by any other name, is still love.