"But like love the archers are blind

Upon the green night, the piercing saetas leave traces of warm lily.

The keel of the moon breaks through purple clouds and their quivers fill with dew.

Ay, but like love the archers are blind!"

- Before The Dawn - Federico Garcia Lorca

53 w x 42 h cm (Framed 71 w x 60 h cm)

Oil, mixed media and gesso on board in antique gilded French Rococo Revival Frame c.1860