"Heaven be praised for solitude. Let me be alone.
Let me cast and throw away this veil of being, this cloud that changes with the least breath night and day, and all night and all day."
Woolf, Virginia 'The Waves'
Actually, this was just the original idea... but I am struggling to break free!
Welcome to my world and thanks for viewing.
Rodica Alecsandra MillerBIOI have a Bachelor in Fine Arts/Painting and I am a freelance Textile and Surface Designer. For more info about my artistic activity please, visit my sites: www.sandramillersurrealism.com and www.rodicaworld.com
Particularly, I am a big Dreamer, and it's just happening: That after a while I have to live some of my Dreams in Real Life.
I am pleased to be part of Renderosity and I made extraordinary friends here.
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Comments (10)
tatooedravengirl
So many things that I see in this picture when I read your poem ...I have always loved when ppl write something to go with thier art..wonderfully done...the colours are great.
colas
excellent,very good work.i agr with the personn before.bravo.v
Euxeb007
C'est tres touchant. Les mots avec la peinture crnt de l'emotion. Sad and beautiful.
dragonfly2000
The title got me to look, the image struck me as very fine, and the bit of verse just makes it all superb.
KeithWigdor
Excellent, Rodica: FORWARD!
Cyve
WOnderful my friend ... V
kmanktelow
Truly Awesome, Rodica!! A perfect capture on canvas of the 'feeling' of dispair and angst. Beautifully executed and the text perfectly matches the picture. :-)
Naichan
Superbly obscure. A picture to haunt us...
Ensomniac
Fascinating and frightening. How you touch the nature of this thought. And the surrealism.
Hopalong
"When I am dead and over me bright April/ Shakes out her rain-drenched hair,/ Tho' you should lean above me broken-hearted,/ I shall not care...." (S. Teasdale)