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Her face was black toilet ... | Collectible porcelain dolls dressed in secular XIX - XX centuries

Art copyright collectible porcelain dolls:
secular costumes XIX - XX centuries from the museum of "Alexander".

Alexander Kukinova - an outstanding master puppeteer

Dolls created manually with consummate skill. The dolls are made of high quality porcelain biscuit technique with triple surface dressing, artistic hand-painted transparent head and hands allows us to emphasize the subtle nuances of sculpture and create the effect of "glow" of the skin.
The costumes are made of natural silk, fabrics registered, vintage textures and lace.
Widely used embroidery, applique, hand-painted fabrics, decorating Swarovski crystals and beads. Silk flowers, unique hats, elegant shoes and special jewelry with semiprecious stones.

Her face was black toilet ...
From pale finest lace tie
On the slopes of the shoulders - similarity epaulette ...
Her eyes, the whole world disarming,
Attracted to him.
Sitting in a convertible
In the evening, filled with dew,
She nodded her head to her husband
And his soul thirsted for living
Revel cornfields EVENING beautiful.

And trembling horse under the whip,
In purple moire horsecloth ...
And the maple leaf nodded wounded.
Rustling darkness ...

Holding the pony
She took the pen, fantasy guard,
Immortality heady haze mirage ...

Eyes of your soul - prayer and sorrow,
My illness, my fear, crying my conscience;
And everything here at the end, and all that is in the beginning -
Eyes of your soul ...

Eyes of your soul - lilac rapture
And the liturgy - a hymn jasmine night;
Everything, everything that is dear, that wakes inspiration -
Eyes of your soul!

Eyes of your soul - visions of terrible Clears ...
Penalty me! Try! Torment! Suffocate! -
But you have to take! .. And crying, laughter and lyre -
Eyes of your soul!

Landscape of her face, so vividly by
Vibration spring lovers souls and bodies,
I wanted to capture for the future:
She was enthusiastic beautiful.

Live scented silk braid lunar tide
Artist transfer paper failed.
Only her eyes, twinkling so sad,
With twice the anguish seemed glistened.

And, strange to hurt me with portrait
How painful was not long ago, long ago.
And it seemed to me in a dull office

Sad eyes it directed the window.
Great reproach him, and several millennia
My soul in anguish destined to wander.

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English artist Paul Steven Bailey. Watercolor.

Seaward

 

English painter, Paul Steven Bailey, was born in Brentwood. Inspired by the diversity of the landscape of these great islands, he writes expressive colorful and dramatic scenery. Works in watercolor and acrylics with the experimental artistic approach.
 

Paul Steven Bailey:

   "Without a doubt I am very lucky to live in a country endowed with such a diverse landscape. Every square meter of the land is embodied in human history: ancient trail that crosses the moors destroyed sheep barn on a hillside; medieval fishing dam, slowly decaying in the coastal mud. These signs human presence merged with the natural landscape and focusing on myself, were the focus of my work. Although many of my paintings depict realistic scenes, I did not set myself the task to capture a visual image of this place. I want the viewer to feel, for example, that the stone shack - this is the only refuge from the impending storm. Drama - this is important to me. "

 

Seaward

 

Mountain falls

 

Low moon

 

 
Black coire falls

 

Midnight return.

 

Moorland cottage revisited

 

Three barns

 

Ancient echos

 

 

 
Woodsman's cottage
 
 
 
 

 
Dark moor
 
 
 

Mountain cottage
 
 
 

Sutherland two
 
 
 

 
Dark rock
 
 
 

 
Black stones
 
 
 

 
Scare rocks
 
 
 

Riding the wave
 
 
 

 
Seven sisters
 
 
 

 
Storm over Golden Cap
 
 

 
Shipwreck one
 
 
 

 
Essex horizons
 
 
 

 
Beached hulk

 

 
Dying embers

 

Moorland farmstead.

 

Tin mine

 

Cape lighthouse

 

tug boat

 

Distant cliffs

 

Low tide.

 

fellside

 

Red earth

 

Cumbrian farmstead

 

Moorland storm

 

 
Isolated cottage
 
 
 

 
Little Langdale two
 
 
 

 
Lakeland gill
 
 

Black thicket.
 
 
 

 
Green moon wood

 

 
Camouflage copse
 
 
 

 
Quinacridone fields
 
 
 

 
Quinacridone forest
 
 
 

 
Red harvest
 
 
 

 
Charred forest
 
 
 

 
Black birches
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 

Distant scars

 

White barn ridge

 
 

 
Haystacks
 
 
 
 

Standing stones

 

Black oak

 

Blencathra ridge

 

Storm over distant tors

 

Through the trees

 

December cottage.

 

 
A golden prospect

 

White barn on fox earth

 

lone barn

 

St Leonard's Southminster.

 


Paul Bailey

 

Paul Steven Bailey:

   "Without a doubt I am very lucky to live in a country endowed with such a diverse landscape. Every square meter of the land is embodied in human history: ancient trail that crosses the moors destroyed sheep barn on a hillside; medieval fishing dam, slowly decaying in the coastal mud. These signs human presence merged with the natural landscape and by focusing my attention on himself, became the main theme of my work. Although many of my paintings depict realistic scenes, I did not set myself the task to capture a visual image of this place. I want the viewer to feel, for example, that stone shack - this is the only refuge from the impending storm. Drama - this is important to me. "

 

English painter, Paul Steven Bailey, was born in Brentwood. Inspired by the diversity of the landscape of these great islands, he writes expressive colorful and dramatic scenery, experimenting in art technology.

He currently lives and works in Southminster, United Kingdom