Heart art, a continuing journey into self...
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Weeping Woman
How I cried when I painted her. I started swirling colour and light free movements, the paintbrush was dancing on its own and I was just there for the experience. Circling energy and brightness over took me and the flow of the movement touched me deeply. This beautiful woman on her side, emerging from the depths of the solid bold colours. She came to me, sensual, beautiful and wanting.
In my mind her arms were outstretched reaching to my soul crying.
Embrace me she cried, embrace the feminine
in you embrace the sensualness of self,
Tears ran down my cheeks as I cried so did the
painting, tears flowing from her body as a
beautiful release,
tears flowing from years of not being seen.
Finally she sees me.
Finally she recognises me.
The pool of water is where her tears rest, peaceful and free.
She is safe in knowing she has been seen.
Safe in knowing she is now loved.
Melting Moments
Emelisa Mudle
Acrylic on Canvas
80 x 140cms cm
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