Body art inspired by the tale of a great Danish writer Hans Christian Andersen. Colorful palm art by Svetlana Kolosova
Colorful palm art by Svetlana Kolosova
Creative Russian artist Svetlana Kolosova painted beautiful colorful images on her left palm, then took photos of them, and washed the drawings away. Svetlana, a mother of four children, has always had passion for painting and literature. Her favorite poet is Sergey Yesenin, and she has painted his portrait on her palm. Her favorite writer is Hans Christian Andersen, and she painted his Little mermaid stories. In fact this body art is inspired by the tales of a great Danish writer.
Seems like the guardian angel is watching over little Mozart at the piano… Colorful palm art by Russian artist Svetlana Kolosova
“Far out in the ocean the water is as blue as the petals of the loveliest cornflower, and as clear as the purest glass. But it is very deep too. It goes down deeper than any anchor rope will go, and many, many steeples would have to be stacked one on top of another to reach from the bottom to the surface of the sea. It is down there that the sea folk live”. Hans Christian Andersen, “The Little Mermaid”.
Colorful palm art by Svetlana Kolosova
Sergei Yesenin, great Russian lyrical poetFrom the deepest spot in the ocean rises the palace of the sea king. Its walls are made of coral and its high pointed windows of the clearest amber, but the roof is made of mussel shells that open and shut with the tide. This is a wonderful sight to seePalm art by Svetlana Kolosovabody art inspired by the tale of a great Danish writer Hans Christian AndersenArt by Svetlana KolosovaThe little mermaid could not forget that first time she rose from the depths of the sea and looked on at such pomp and happiness. Painted Little mermaid stories, by Russian artist Svetlana Kolosova“Nothing gave the youngest princess such pleasure as to hear about the world of human beings up above them”. Little mermaid“When you get to be fifteen,” her grandmother said, “you will be allowed to rise up out of the ocean and sit on the rocks in the moonlight, to watch the great ships sailing by. You will see woods and towns, too.”Next morning the ship came in to the harbor of the neighboring King’s glorious city. All the church bells chimed, and trumpets were sounded from all the high towers, while the soldiers lined up with flying banners and glittering bayonetsThe Prince asked who she was, and how she came to be there. Her deep blue eyes looked at him tenderly but very sadly, for she could not speak. Then he took her hand and led her into his palaceOn all the ships the sails were reefed and there was fear and trembling. But quietly she sat there, upon her drifting iceberg, and watched the blue forked lightning strike the sea
