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©2004-2009 `zancan
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Lifeless wandering,
Through the cemetery of the places we've been
Time rubbed out the paths,
Except the one to freezing haze... swallowing our world.

Mured in concrete, my dethroned Queen,
High above we once crossed our branches

Now you're reigning over ruins.

Stretched agony comes to an end
Bitter and resigned I'll go unlearn
To the walls of unsaid
The silent loss of ourselves



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Details and making of: zancan.fr
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Here is a link to a deviant who wrote an interesting poetry inspired by the painting and its title: The Wall of Unsaid. Inspiring others is something that i'm very proud of when it happens.

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:iconkil1k:
Haaaaaaaa
joli !
vraiment une belle painture :)
plein de sens et d'onirisme
du tres bon travail

:+fav: evidemment :D
:iconkil1k:
oups la faute d'ortographe sur peinture...désolé :)
:iconcuriosajess:
WHOAH! Awesome! I hope noone has a fear of hieghts here...
:iconqoi:
Amazing mate.. amazing!! :D :+fav:

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:iconopcd:
simply lovely!
that single tree
those clouds
that girl, mutating in a tree. It's like she's so happy

wonderful theme and excellent performed, as always!

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:iconslowanimation:
another masterpeice... the perspective is impecible... perfect... I can almost feel myself being drawn in by it...

its so hard to try and express how a work of art makes you feel... just as it is hard to express the idea thru the work itself...

to me... this does not feel like a destination so much as a journey... perhaps on a strange and whimisical train thru the plane of thought... clouds are not clouds at all but billowing smoke rolling from the stacks of the great engine as it trudges along in an eternal circle... arriving at the same point over and over and yet somehow... each time it is different... and one of these days... when that train comes around... I will perhaps be able to mount some of your brilliance upon a wall in my home...

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:iconbrianf:
everything is so smooth. i have trouble painting smoothly when using oils.. but this looks like acrylics.
wow, so many objects, mustve taken a long time.
very well done. :)

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:iconeilidh:
An incredible piece, yet again. What I love about your paintings is that aside from the technical perfection they have such strong symbolisms.

Well done! =)
:iconx-rated-trashy:
ohh. my. god. this is definately how i feel. omg. thank you so much. :heart: :+favlove:

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i'm in ~da-x
i'm rick james, bitch!
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what a wonderful painting, the perspective is great, it makes the woman looks alone in a deeper way, Im wondering about the meaning of the 2 trees in that urban place, like 2 persons separated and missing each other. Lots of meanings... Great work...

:-)

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March 31, 2004
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