This is an oil on canvas i did when i was on holiday at Lindisfarne Holly island, a very fascinating place, the island is magical, and is filled with an ageless atmosphere, that draws you into it, it is like the dismembered limb that is hanging on by a thread of its umbilical cord, from the mainland, and from its tragic, yet exiting creativity. She sleeps at the moment , but the feeling is, that her disturbed slumber would shake you into life again!
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