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Tuesday, October 21, 2008

A cold shoulder

This is another of my illustrations for Hanna Filo's poetry book. I abstracted the original concept to the point where you may no longer recognize its poetic inspiration. The operative lines come from her poem Lui A Lei (Him To Her): Mi svegliai inquieto /non provando sulla mia spalla / il suo alito caldo (I woke up anxious / not feeling on my shoulder / his warm breath). There's still the hint of a shoulder in the main form.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

it is indeed a cold shoulder. Do I see a vestige of bone?

Awesome, Francis!

fihanna said...

Ha!
definitely:
se ti tolgo respiro...mi ami ;)
SCHERZAVO!
removed habit, shakes us to act.
ECCEZIONALE FRANCIS!

fihanna said...

forearms are built of two teats..
sexissimo!