Acrylic, Acrylic on canvas
Dimensions: 185cm (H) x 82cm (W) x 3cm (D) / 72.8" (H) x 32.3" (W) x 1.2" (D)
Note: Actual colours may vary due to photography & computer settings
Estimated delivery for this item is between 20 December - 25 December
This item ships from Ukraine
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About the art
There are people, who come very close to us, touch the most painful places, approach us with all their tenderness and love. You feel you can lean on them, show yourself as you are without any fear, and they are here. With you.
These people form our spine bone and stem, supporting us and giving their loving presence.
And then they go away, explaining nothing, or exploding with anger and frustration. As if the black crows came flying and took the spondyls out of the spine bone. It’s desperately hard to forget about these people even over time. Invisible strands continue pulling you to these people through time and space. But they are no longer over here. They’re gone. It’s time to grow new spine bone, your own, and become genuine support to yourself.
The painting was exhibited:
2 – 31 July 2022 - Lacuna Festivals International, Contemporary Art Festival: Clash 2022, Canary Islands
1 April 2022 – Modern Renaissance Magazine, Issue 11, Culturally Arts Collective
Based in: Lviv, Ukraine
I am Olena Kayinska, an artist based in Lviv, Ukraine. I work with naїve or pure art techniques, paired together with deep philosophical and psychological senses. My fields of research are finding of inner peace, post-trauma recovery, human inborn kindness, and love as the driving force of Universe. My paintings-dreams …
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