If you retain you’re anonymity you can only ever be a sloppy critic… Why? It is a bit too sentimental on your part. Almost like you’re keeping yourself from the world and your comments are too holy for anyone.
This art shows no talent behind the paint brusch. Stiffness, cold and lacking intutione. I would be ashamed to have it in syberspace. Frigid no sense of colur or enything. R horrbl like your f art?
Art a reflection of the soul. we see it and interpret the visual comment. an energy or vibe. through our senses we perceive. in these works artificiality cheats and contrived visual language repulses. blood flesh cloying gesture cliched and mundane.where are you, who are you. your soul is paper thin.
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ILana you have been prolific. Over what period was this work produced? A strong sense of apprehension in many pieces.
I always like to say the piano doesn’t speak unless its spoken to. These paintings speak to me.
Well done.
sloppy sentimentality
Perhpas, but they did what they were supposed to.
If you retain you’re anonymity you can only ever be a sloppy critic… Why? It is a bit too sentimental on your part. Almost like you’re keeping yourself from the world and your comments are too holy for anyone.
artist trop cretien
Hehe the above is Robert by the way… wouldn’t want to be a hypocrite… etc…
It is like putting a price tag on a piece of art, it changes how it is viewed entirely.
This art shows no talent behind the paint brusch. Stiffness, cold and lacking intutione. I would be ashamed to have it in syberspace. Frigid no sense of colur or enything. R horrbl like your f art?
Art a reflection of the soul. we see it and interpret the visual comment. an energy or vibe. through our senses we perceive. in these works artificiality cheats and contrived visual language repulses. blood flesh cloying gesture cliched and mundane.where are you, who are you. your soul is paper thin.