Cycle

In an icon painting, you stand still, In your majesty, timeless and filled with will. Your eyes carry the books of history, In your face, the depth of eternity seeks. You carry the burden of a thousand thoughts, Your hands cast light that knocks. In every stroke of the brush lies a deep wisdom, Which reminds us of our inner self, which likes to hide. Raised above time, you stand there quietly, A reminder of the fullness of our soul, our will. The icon, a flight of eternity, Which reminds us of our own divine smell. This motif can be interpreted in many ways. ” I wanted to create a motif with the model presented almost like an icon. Make the model something more than a human – a figure in an eternal cycle of life and death”. Tellus Vituz