She lay on Copacabana’s golden skin, the sea whispering old songs to the shore. Around her, flower petals—scattered like memories—clung to sun-warmed skin. Eyes opened, she dreamed not of someone, but of a feeling: the brush of lips, the heat of a glance. Love, here, was salt, sunlight, and silence….
Purple Scarlett, 50 x 50 cm oil on linen
Rose , 50 x 60 cm oil on linen
Clair, 50 x 60 cm oil on linen
Girl from Ipanema , 50 x 60 cm oil on linen
Bossa Nova, 100 x 120 cm oil on linen
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes “aah”
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes “aah”
When she walks, she’s like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle that
When she passes, each one she passes goes “ooh”
That swings so cool and sways so gentle that
When she passes, each one she passes goes “ooh”
Ooh, but I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her?
Yes I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me
How can I tell her I love her?
Yes I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me
Flower Power
50 x 60 cm oil on linen
Summer muse
80 x 60 cm oil on linen
Red Scarlet
50 x 60 cm oil on linen
Jane
40 x 50 cm oil on linen
Sophie
50 x 60 cm oil on linen
