One unique bird: alone and tough... by fabiana
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Tough women cry when nobody see them.
Some of them, hide the tears with more makeup and even, with a defiant attitude. But in the intimacy, they are so tender and soft like the feathers of a young cygnet.
Tough women have dreams and love with fire in the blood, as all the other women in the world.
When that One unique bird leaves the tree, the other bird, simply stay there waiting and watching the horizon. Life seems to be stopped. The bird can eat, can fly, but cannot love or sing again.
This is not a naturalist truth, is just an artistic interpretation... so don´t try to find a relation with species or breeds, is just poetry.
Somebody told me past week: there is another place, I am sure. If not, why to talk so much about?
This image is for a person that is not related to Renderosity at all... is somebody that I know in the no-internet life. She probably never will see this, but anyway, I think that any act of our life can be translated into art... so, let´s do art to keep feeling it.
I did this red-headed for a promo, but today I re-rendered the scene changing her expression a bit. The background is one from my loved friend Bez, with some touches by me, a grunge frame, some laces to make it more gothic, and a lonely bird just painted by hand.
See ya and thanks for coming to see and read :)
fabi
Comments (36)
ontar1
Fantastic words and beautiful image, outstanding work!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
cvrad
very touching protrait I hope your friend gets to see this somehow.
jclP
superb portrait.
Angela75
wonderful
morganahope
REALLY BEAUTIFUL IMAGE !!!
rachris480907
Beautiful piece and beautiful dedication. Your words remind me a bit of the Twila Paris song, The Warrior Is A Child: --------------------------- Lately I've been winning battles left and right But even winners can get wounded in the fight People say that I'm amazing Strong beyond my years But they don't see inside of me I'm hiding all the tears They don't know that I go running home when I fall down They don't know who picks me up when no one is around I drop my sword and cry for just a while 'Cause deep inside this armor The warrior is a child Unafraid because His armor is the best But even soldiers need a quiet place to rest People say that I'm amazing Never face retreat But they don't see the enemies That lay me at His feet They don't know that I go running home when I fall down They don't know who picks me up when no one is around I drop my sword and cry for just a while 'Cause deep inside this armor the warrior is a child They don't know that I go running home when I fall down They don't know who picks me up when no one is around I drop my sword and look up for a smile 'Cause deep inside this armor Deep inside this armor Deep inside this armor The Warrior is a Child Copyright 1984, Twila Paris --------------------------- BTW, men cry too (we just do it in a manly fashion... lol). Great render, Fabiana! ~Robert