The Women VII

Can one find Eden´s happy plains or await us Hell´s burning flames?

It was not her name that I knew her by, but that seen on the street-posters.

I lost my innocence once again. Was this why she chose me?

Ruining me for many lovers after, as I searched for the depths she introduced me to. Oh Astarte we talked little in that night but I never forgot you.



70cm x30 cm x 27cm


wood painted