Oil on 300 gms. paper.
In this scene suspended in the blue, love becomes a silent ritual. There are no cries, only the shared breath of two souls who recognize each other. The skin speaks without words, the fingers tremble in their gesture of anchoring and surrender. The kiss is not an end, but an invocation: a threshold between the human and the eternal.
The bodies merge like water and fire, with a soft light emanating from within. Time stops and becomes an intimate, sacred space, where desire is tenderness and tenderness, salvation.
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Oil on 300 gms. paper.
In this scene suspended in the blue, love becomes a silent ritual. There are no cries, only the shared breath of two souls who recognize each other. The skin speaks without words, the fingers tremble in their gesture of anchoring and surrender. The kiss is not an end, but an invocation: a threshold between the human and the eternal.
The bodies merge like water and fire, with a soft light emanating from within. Time stops and becomes an intimate, sacred space, where desire is tenderness and tenderness, salvation.
Oils
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