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©2004-2009 *felixxkatt
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Oil on Canvas 26x 28 inches, 2002.

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:iconluciform:
Nicely done. I like the use to text in the image too, that William Blake touch...
:iconsadisticeyes:
I did the same thing in high school to very near or same degree only with a pencil and no words or pattern. Ah nostalgia, hmm think I threw that in the garbage or maybe just misplaced. oh, I'm getting off subject here. ok you say this is biographical with you being an artist wo is a painter my question is: how are they so clean? is this a series, or is this all there is to you? nice portrait btw

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"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." - Dr.Seuss

:iconfkt:
Yes the text certainly has a personal effect, especially since it can't be read. To tell you the truth, my friends would probably associate me with my own boots (slight heel, lace up ones). The light and shadow are perfect although I can't help but think the lighting is a little off underneath. It's not very noticable, so I'm probably just being picky. The folds are gorgeous, and I love the contrast of colour on the inside. Apart from that, they are an awesome pair of boots hehe.
:iconfelixxkatt:
they were beat. they were "clean" in that there wasn't mud on em, but the heels were falling off and both were worn to the left, so if you put them on you'd lean left. but as far as "is that all there is?" i don't know why you would ask. when you take a photograph of a person, is that all there is? i wore these boots almost every day while around the time i painted them, but i had to ditch them because i was developing scoliosis and the boots were worn down so badly they weren't helping. the text is sloppily transcribed from a journal detailing fragments of an emotionally abusive relationship that i was in. you're not supposed to be able to read it, i wanted to share without sharing. ha ha.... i made a sand casting of the boots and cast them in glass. i really liked those cheap-ass goth boots. sigh....

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We're forced to bed, but we're free to dream. -Tragically Hip
:iconfelixxkatt:
could be off. could have been funny lighting. thanks

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We're forced to bed, but we're free to dream. -Tragically Hip
:iconannlee:
I think it is difficult to work with an almost totally black subject and you have done this very well. Everything reads perfectly....the lining, the zippers, the background. Nice.
:iconfelixxkatt:
thank you!

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We're forced to bed, but we're free to dream. -Tragically Hip
:iconnumerouslegs:
Lovely. Reminds me of "Waiting for Godot".
:iconfelixxkatt:
Godot? i don't understand the reference. is it an obscure joke?

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We're forced to bed, but we're free to dream. -Tragically Hip
:iconnumerouslegs:
In the existentialist play "Waiting for Godot", there's an extended sub-plot involving a pair of boots rather like these. I absolutely adore this play, so my comment was definitely meant in a positive sense. I like your work, you are very talented.

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