"Elle est flamme de vie, puissance de l'obscurité" this is what's inside, the powerful, the horrible, the imaginary goddess. Burning all around with her hatred. She is both creation and destruction.
"Prick your finger it is done... the moon has now eclipsed the sun... the angel has spread its wings... the time has come for bitter things..." Marilyn Manson - Cryptorchid
What a shock! The artist has moved from the scraping, empty pain of the self-oblivion explored in 'Concrete Pillar', to this!
This piece is not the lofty, airless void of the mind as seen in 'Concrete Pillar', but is almost the opposite; this is the hot, dangerous basement of the soul where delight is found in revenge, in hate, in anger and in cruelty. One glimpse of the figure's expression and one is immediately aware of the unreasoning and implacable nature of the darker side of the self. We all lose control...and this is how it feels. Hot. Raw. Gleeful. Angelic. Almost purifying...and so very wrong.
The details scattered about the figure are intriguing....What have we stumbled across? It is like a macabre modern ritual has somehow succeeded in summoning our own demon. The fearsome light behind the figure is reminiscent of the fires that fuelled industry from a century before...is this a view into the clanking, grinding powerhouse underneath the self? That selfish workshop of self-interest, suspicion and mistrust that we all rely on for our survival...and yet we always deny it's existence. We pretend that we do not have these feelings...hide them away...shut up our demons in hot little basements or attics and try to ignore the howling...
This is a piece of fantastic contrasts; of light and dark, of emotion and even in it's execution - the different techniques employed to create this work highlight the the reality/unreality that is being portrayed.
It is a difficult task for an artist to convey the opposing nature of these emotions...delight in anger...joy in rage...and yet, here it is. Satanically attractive, angelically fearsome.
She looks like a demon someone just summoned. This image would be great concept art for film if someone wanted to use it for their next....demon/Devil movie.
héhé^^ à chacune de tes déviations, j'en apprends un peu plus sur l'occultisme et la goétie ^^
à propos de la déviation elle-même, les... heu... "ailes" me font penser à des pétales, ce qui fait en quelque sorte de Babalon une terrible fleur (ce qui peut renvoyer à son côté déesse-mère). J'adore le regard terriblement vicieux.
Par contre, je pense que la "fumée" et la jambe auraient mérité plus de travail... d'autant qu'il y a d'autre part profusion de détails avec toutes les affaires à terre, qui donnent une belle impression de chaos. On voit bien le sceau de Babalon sur sa poitrine, mais quel est celui qui apparaît sur le livre? (très bel effet sur les dorures au fait)
Aha!! Malheureusement ce sceau est secret!!! Je suis une experte en goétie, que veux-tu!!! Je crois que je doit cacher des symboles mystiques dans toutes mes créations en fait...
Je suis bien d'accord avec toi, tes suggestions sont vraiment pertinentes, en regardant à nouveau mon travail je me suis justement dit que la fumée c'était du grand n'importe quoi.... Je vais d'ailleurs retravailler un peu cette image dés que j'en aurais le temps...
The artist has moved from the scraping, empty pain of the self-oblivion explored in 'Concrete Pillar', to this!
This piece is not the lofty, airless void of the mind as seen in 'Concrete Pillar', but is almost the opposite; this is the hot, dangerous basement of the soul where delight is found in revenge, in hate, in anger and in cruelty.
One glimpse of the figure's expression and one is immediately aware of the unreasoning and implacable nature of the darker side of the self. We all lose control...and this is how it feels. Hot. Raw. Gleeful. Angelic. Almost purifying...and so very wrong.
The details scattered about the figure are intriguing....What have we stumbled across? It is like a macabre modern ritual has somehow succeeded in summoning our own demon.
The fearsome light behind the figure is reminiscent of the fires that fuelled industry from a century before...is this a view into the clanking, grinding powerhouse underneath the self? That selfish workshop of self-interest, suspicion and mistrust that we all rely on for our survival...and yet we always deny it's existence. We pretend that we do not have these feelings...hide them away...shut up our demons in hot little basements or attics and try to ignore the howling...
This is a piece of fantastic contrasts; of light and dark, of emotion and even in it's execution - the different techniques employed to create this work highlight the the reality/unreality that is being portrayed.
It is a difficult task for an artist to convey the opposing nature of these emotions...delight in anger...joy in rage...and yet, here it is. Satanically attractive, angelically fearsome.
Brava again!
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