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Click an image to enlarge 1.15.18: Welcome to 2018.
I am start this year on a roll and that momentum has not slowed. This year I am back painting moments as reflected in faces. I have also mixed in a few new Forgotten Lands painting. Please return often
2.20. 18: I have producing at least one painting a day to-date. I have never ridden such a wave of artist flourish -- enjoy this ride I am on. People who follow my work have embraced my out put.... in words on Facebook and by purchasing four paintings. Thank you. --- **Please note: All paintings are sold unframed.
The artist retains reproduction rights on all paintings/sketches/images created purchased and purchased.
The men sit on the sidelines drinking beer... too cool to dance.
$300 Berlenga Grande: first decent toward St. John the Baptist Fort.
$300 Berlenga Grande. Looking up from where I came.
$300 Berlenga Grande: Swallowed within the isolation a contorted rock formation stands against the ever blowing wind.
$300 Berlenga Grande: The Atlantic licks the feet of St. John the Baptist Fort.
$300 The first tinder date between two people who love elephants too much.
$300 Bill. Always the outcast among his kind, dreams of surfing the big waves.
$300 Frank, another outcast from the herd, dreams of riding motorcycles with the reckless abandon of Steve McQueen.
$300 Near the Black Tiger Bar - Lisbon Sept. 12, 2018
$300 Morning calm
$300 Herbert, who dislikes water, dreams of skydiving and becoming a bird.
$300 Stanley trys not to smirk as he watches the search party seek signs of the missing poacher
$3,000 Marvin, who never purchased the doctrine of the herd - seeks signs of his friend Natasha who has transformed from her human....
$300 Poachers condemned to soak in a pool of their victims congealed blood for eternity
$300 Another night of poets baring their soul.
$300 The world falls away as people loose themselves in conversation.
$300 Pushed to his ragged edge by to much loss, he disappears into the emptiness of his thoughts, unwilling to contemplate one....
$300 The sadness of a marionette who has been forgotten on a hook. His memories of performing on the bright stage grow dimmer by the
$300 Ziggy, an African Bullfrog, dreams of going to Oxford...
$300 Leonor and Beatriz, two manikins gazing out a plate glass window, watch tourists exploring the streets of Porto....
$300 Porto, Portugal. Cais da Ribeira as viewed at midnight from the Luis I bridge.
$300 100-years after the plague, the cities of men have fallen into disrepair. ...
$300 Moon set at sunrise over a desolate city that only hears the whispers of wind...
$300 After the fall of man, mannequins slowly gained consciousness,at which point they confronted questions of identity....
$300 On the plains of Unanswered Pleading Prayers, not even the softest breeze dares to intrude
$300 The vestiges of human endeavors slowly subside to the relentless pounding of time
$300 After the oceans have consumed the city's of men
$300 Another silent city at the edge of another windswept plain turned unlivable.
$300 Wind ghosts through fallen cities Whose steel girders bend and weep Wood has turned to dust, Termites have died off...
$300 A dying land engulfs another fallen city. In the distance a spot of green where a dozen Persian Poppies make a defiant stand.
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Exploring the beauty of loss and longing within the landscape of flesh and emotion: The paintings of Duane Kirby Jensen
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