Almost finished…

Just a painting whose methamorphoses seem endless…

Pas plus qu’une peinture dont les metamorphoses semble sans fin….

Doar o pictura ale carui  metamorfoze par fara de sfärsit…

The Angel of Death has Snake Eyes….

This is the new title I gave to my previously featured work “Cleopatra at Sibiu”. Here is also a new photo of the thing, more truthful to the real colors (reproduction can be a true pain in the a…)

As for the why of the new title, I’ve recently seen again “Unforgiven” ( I think I’ve mentioned this already) and there the killer played by Eastwood had a nightmare where “the Angel of Death Had Snake Eyes” . Literally, I think the phrase is a better, more suitable title for my painting…

Wild stuff… fuckée… chestii salbatice…

A few days – or is it weeks? – ago I’ve discovered some drawings I draw in a pretty fucked up period of my life… 2001-2002… I was depressed (and not mildly! REALLY depressed, almost ready  to kill myself or maybe some others… I’m ok now, don’t worry, I am not dangerous anymore…)

I had a big beard, a savage beard, and some prissy old lady would cross over the street, clutching their purses, when they catch a glimpse of me… So, this drawing is quite wild (but this blog isn’t written for nice, prissy, old ladies, eh?)

I won’t translate this neither in French nor in Romanian. Too damn tired for that… and it’s odd but my feeling is that “wild stuff” is the best aproximative “translation” for this drawing… So enjoy (if you can…)

I join also a “Sinister Self Portrait” to show you what I mean speaking about “savage beard”… In fact, I I would have meet myself on the street, I would have myself cross over…