Innocence in me
Acrylic, Acrylic on canvas
Dimensions: 80cm (H) x 60cm (W) x 2cm (D) / 31.5" (H) x 23.6" (W) x 0.8" (D)
Note: Actual colours may vary due to photography & computer settings.
Estimated delivery for this item is between 03 October - 08 October.
This item ships from Ukraine
Please note that this item is unframed and will be shipped rolled
About the art
The painting conveys the feeling when a person is unfairly offended. Somebody has crossed their borders, betrayed their basic trust, said something to them, which shouldn’t be said.
This should have never been said and done. The person didn’t expect this from a friend, but it happened. Yes.
And the person turned into a stone. Immovable, solid, hard, rooted. The stone, which stands on the dry cracked ground. Only eyes cry in the sky.
The painting was exhibited:
1 April 2022 – Modern Renaissance Magazine, Issue 11, Culturally Arts Collective
2 July – 1 August 2021 – Distance. Lacuna Festivals 2021, contemporary art festival, Canary Islands
17 – 18 October 2020 – Sail of Adventures, VII tourist festival of songs, photo, and cinema, participant of an art exhibition, Palace of Culture, Lutsk, Ukraine
8 – 29 September 2020 – The river inside of me, personal exhibition within the project Her (ex)position, Auction house "Korners", Kyiv, Ukraine
19 – 24 August 2020 – V International Parajanov Festival, group exhibition, curator and participant, Suputnyk, Lviv, Ukraine
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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