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Memory Island (2026) Original Oil Painting by laleliyegidentramvay

52 x 53 x 3cm (framed) / 49 x 50cm (actual image size)

£3,500

These are the things one person kept. A leather purse gone soft as skin with a thin metal handle and a single clasp. A carved wooden comb. Two pocket field guides, one for flowers east of the Rockies, one for water birds. A few sheets of aging music. A torn newspaper page with a woman's face and the line Will no one tell her. A striped paper heart. And a ticket, admit one, numbered, that reads Ticket to Happiness.

I laid them out on deep red velvet and let the fabric go dark at every edge. That is the island. The objects sit in the middle of the picture on a small bright patch of ground and everything around them falls away into red. The guides are for identifying things out in the world, birds and flowers, and here they are indoors, closed, kept. The ticket was never torn. The purse is empty. Somebody built a place to stand out of these things, and standing on it means being surrounded.

Velvet was the point of the whole picture before I painted a single object. It is the fabric of jewellery cases and coffin linings and theatre curtains, and it does two jobs at once. It presents things as precious, and it swallows light so completely that nothing outside the arrangement survives. I wanted the affection and the enclosure to be the same red.

I worked in oil at close to life scale so the objects meet you at the size they would sit in your hands, built in thin layers to get the way each surface holds light. The dust bloom and worn nap of old leather, the hard glint of the clasp, the softening cotton fibres of newsprint, the cup and warp of paper pressed flat for decades, the slight furring of a printed cover handled too many times. That texture is the intimacy. Realism was the only honest choice, because the subject is attention itself, the kind of looking we do when we are deciding whether we can part with something.

I hope a viewer leans in for the tenderness and leaves thinking about the weight. Most people have a version of this drawer.

Materials used:

on foamex board

Details:

  • Oil painting on Panel / Board / MDF
  • One of a kind artwork
  • Size: 52 x 53 x 3cm (framed) / 49 x 50cm (actual image size)
  • Framed and ready to hang
  • Signed on the front
  • Style: Photorealistic
  • Subject: Still life
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These are the things one person kept. A leather purse gone soft as skin with a thin metal handle and a single clasp. A carved wooden comb. Two pocket field guides, one for flowers east of the Rockies, one for water birds. A few sheets of aging music. A torn newspaper page with a woman's face and the line Will no one tell her. A striped paper heart. And a ticket, admit one, numbered, that reads Ticket to Happiness.

I laid them out on deep red velvet and let the fabric go dark at every edge. That is the island. The objects sit in the middle of the picture on a small bright patch of ground and everything around them falls away into red. The guides are for identifying things out in the world, birds and flowers, and here they are indoors, closed, kept. The ticket was never torn. The purse is empty. Somebody built a place to stand out of these things, and standing on it means being surrounded.

Velvet was the point of the whole picture before I painted a single object. It is the fabric of jewellery cases and coffin linings and theatre curtains, and it does two jobs at once. It presents things as precious, and it swallows light so completely that nothing outside the arrangement survives. I wanted the affection and the enclosure to be the same red.

I worked in oil at close to life scale so the objects meet you at the size they would sit in your hands, built in thin layers to get the way each surface holds light. The dust bloom and worn nap of old leather, the hard glint of the clasp, the softening cotton fibres of newsprint, the cup and warp of paper pressed flat for decades, the slight furring of a printed cover handled too many times. That texture is the intimacy. Realism was the only honest choice, because the subject is attention itself, the kind of looking we do when we are deciding whether we can part with something.

I hope a viewer leans in for the tenderness and leaves thinking about the weight. Most people have a version of this drawer.

Materials used:

on foamex board

Details:

  • Oil painting on Panel / Board / MDF
  • One of a kind artwork
  • Size: 52 x 53 x 3cm (framed) / 49 x 50cm (actual image size)
  • Framed and ready to hang
  • Signed on the front
  • Style: Photorealistic
  • Subject: Still life

Location United Kingdom

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