song of spring
song od spring by ashar

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We are resolved into the supreme air,
We are made one with what we touch and see,
With our heart’s blood each crimson sun is fair,
With our young lives each spring-impassioned tree
Flames into green, the wildest beasts that range
The moor our kinsmen are, all life is one, and all is change. O Wilde

oil on wooden panel 50x50cm
I use oil pastel, oil sticks, markers, and scrapers charcoal and pigment sticks, newspaper, and graphite to make marks whichever fits the moment

UV protected, Signed on the back. The work is on plywood panel and is ready to hang. No further framing is needed

song od spring by ashar

We are resolved into the supreme air,
We are made one with what we touch and see,
With our heart’s blood each crimson sun is fair,
With our young lives each spring-impassioned tree
Flames into green, the wildest beasts that range
The moor our kinsmen are, all life is one, and all is change. O Wilde

oil on wooden panel 50x50cm
I use oil pastel, oil sticks, markers, and scrapers charcoal and pigment sticks, newspaper, and graphite to make marks whichever fits the moment

UV protected, Signed on the back. The work is on plywood panel and is ready to hang. No further framing is needed