| Even after those years, I'm so proud of this one. I've always liked ships and sea, and the having taken this particular photography makes me feel a little bit less sceptical about my talents. |
The 'Lanternflies'
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Addicted to Heroines
He was addicted to heroines:
those golden queens from screens of silver
that lined his shelves in plastic boxes
showcasing their greatest deeds;
and painted whores,
those sirens and saviors,
who stood half naked on shady streets.
They were steel wrapped in petals,
and petals draped in lace,
in their arms lay warmth,
in their hearts lay escape.
He prayed for strong women
that were not so far,
devastatingly far out of reach.
Though still small,
and grateful,
he would shun the sun
and bask in their blessed shadows.
He prayed for someone to stay
whom he could not,
would not,
use up,
not again,
not again.
He vowed not to use angels,
those sweet Nightingales,
who flew away from him in the end – –
but, oh,
to be high on their bravery!
...
He was addicted to heroines,
to the ichor in their veins,
and the lift of their wings.
He was a frightened boy
hiding in the hollows
of the shell of a man,
fearful of fractures
from his weakness.
On the verge of breaking:
terrified the w
those golden queens from screens of silver
that lined his shelves in plastic boxes
showcasing their greatest deeds;
and painted whores,
those sirens and saviors,
who stood half naked on shady streets.
They were steel wrapped in petals,
and petals draped in lace,
in their arms lay warmth,
in their hearts lay escape.
He prayed for strong women
that were not so far,
devastatingly far out of reach.
Though still small,
and grateful,
he would shun the sun
and bask in their blessed shadows.
He prayed for someone to stay
whom he could not,
would not,
use up,
not again,
not again.
He vowed not to use angels,
those sweet Nightingales,
who flew away from him in the end – –
but, oh,
to be high on their bravery!
...
He was addicted to heroines,
to the ichor in their veins,
and the lift of their wings.
He was a frightened boy
hiding in the hollows
of the shell of a man,
fearful of fractures
from his weakness.
On the verge of breaking:
terrified the w
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Veronika Truhlářová
Artist | Hobbyist | Traditional Art
Artist | Hobbyist | Traditional Art
Czech Republic
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Ph.D. student at the Charles University in Prague I am a zoologist specializing on vertebrate zoology, I am a part of Fish Evo group focusing on sensory systems and their dynamics in evolution of teleost fishes. In my research, I focus on developmental plasticity of vision in freshwater fish species of central Europe, and also work occassionally with cichlids from west Africa. I consider art being my hobby which I'm unable to give up on. I discovered the oil painting technique at high school and have been practising since then. Although I was born into a family where no one ever created art (nor was the University graduate in any field - except for father), my parents left me be myself, and I consider myself lucky. |
- Reading: Emily Voigt: The Dragon Behind the Glass
- Watching: ... out for monsters under my bed
- Drinking: pure caffeine
Long time no see.
Well, it clearly has been a long time since I have written the last journal entry (which nobody reads, really). I have little to no time (or I have been lazy as fuck, dear reader) to write almost anything. There has not been any progress with my novel since last year; and although I have finished a big canvas which I worked on for two years (I won't add it here since it's heavily inspired by Dusk river by daRoz and I have no permission from the artist whatsoever), I mostly just practice on still life from time to time.
Since my camera literally crashed last November, I barely take photos (and cell camera is pure shit), so instead of hunting for best photos, I am hunting for results in my research. It takes time to isolate the DNA and RNA from tissue, and I am so exhausted afterwards that I cannot even finish my sketches for current paintings. However, the main theme for this year seems to be "mermaids" since I have three paintings in mind (with one partially underway). So, let's see if I can finish at least one of them before I leave for international scientific conference in Groningen, Holland.
Well, it clearly has been a long time since I have written the last journal entry (which nobody reads, really). I have little to no time (or I have been lazy as fuck, dear reader) to write almost anything. There has not been any progress with my novel since last year; and although I have finished a big canvas which I worked on for two years (I won't add it here since it's heavily inspired by Dusk river by daRoz and I have no permission from the artist whatsoever), I mostly just practice on still life from time to time.
Since my camera literally crashed last November, I barely take photos (and cell camera is pure shit), so instead of hunting for best photos, I am hunting for results in my research. It takes time to isolate the DNA and RNA from tissue, and I am so exhausted afterwards that I cannot even finish my sketches for current paintings. However, the main theme for this year seems to be "mermaids" since I have three paintings in mind (with one partially underway). So, let's see if I can finish at least one of them before I leave for international scientific conference in Groningen, Holland.
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Lusitania
Lusitania, 2018
oil on canvas, 50x90 cm (approx. 19.7x35.4 inches)
It took me almost eight months to return to this beautiful painting and try to finish it.
Although I used old photographs not exactly from 1915 as a reference, I like the black funnels. There is one theory, however, that they were repainted during the voyage in May 1915 after she left New York as RMS Lusitania was supposedly reported to have funnels painted in Cunard red while at the pier.
Also, the old photographs from the beggining of 20th century have this "problem" of depicting yellow and reddish funnels as pitch black while the black hull is somewhat lighter. This imperfection allowed me to fool around with indigo and olive green as I didn't use black on the ship itself, except for her portholes because indigo on indigo would be somewhat more foolish than white square on white background.
See more from my progress, planned paintings and paintings already in process on my instagram: www.instagram.com/veronikatruh…
oil on canvas, 50x90 cm (approx. 19.7x35.4 inches)
It took me almost eight months to return to this beautiful painting and try to finish it.
Although I used old photographs not exactly from 1915 as a reference, I like the black funnels. There is one theory, however, that they were repainted during the voyage in May 1915 after she left New York as RMS Lusitania was supposedly reported to have funnels painted in Cunard red while at the pier.
Also, the old photographs from the beggining of 20th century have this "problem" of depicting yellow and reddish funnels as pitch black while the black hull is somewhat lighter. This imperfection allowed me to fool around with indigo and olive green as I didn't use black on the ship itself, except for her portholes because indigo on indigo would be somewhat more foolish than white square on white background.
See more from my progress, planned paintings and paintings already in process on my instagram: www.instagram.com/veronikatruh…
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Winter
Winter, 2018
oil on canvas on board, 30x40 cm
I tried to recreate one of many lovely views I see almost every time when I'm wandering in the hills beyond the village with my dog. Quite a fair chance to encounter either a deer or a fox in these places, too.
More paintings in progress on my instagram: www.instagram.com/veronikatruh…
oil on canvas on board, 30x40 cm
I tried to recreate one of many lovely views I see almost every time when I'm wandering in the hills beyond the village with my dog. Quite a fair chance to encounter either a deer or a fox in these places, too.
More paintings in progress on my instagram: www.instagram.com/veronikatruh…
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Journal History
- Jun 26, 2017 The Revenge of the Fish
- Nov 15, 2015 Vivat la procrastination!
- Jun 3, 2015 Painting as a therapy
- Apr 6, 2015 I can feel gills opening on my neck!
- Sep 2, 2014 One sheep, two sheep -
- Sep 9, 2013 ... Aaand Shit Happens.
- Jul 4, 2012 The DAPortfolio renovation!
- Jan 8, 2012 Hard to hide the skeletons
- Jan 8, 2012 Hard to hide the skeletons
- Oct 12, 2011 The Krakow experience
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I'm starting to like modern poetry that's on DA. It's a way better than that we learnt about at school a long time ago (probably sometimes in the Stone Age)
I'm starting to like modern poetry that's on DA. It's a way better than that we learnt about at school a long time ago (probably sometimes in the Stone Age) 