White linear sketch of an angel beside a tall vertical metallic gold area on a turquoise field.
Clérigos church angel

Clérigos church angel

Acrylic paint and markers on canvas, 30 × 40 cm.

For sale at the exhibition "Ex Angelica in Anglicam".

Price: €450

Send an email to leidari.dey.the.artist@gmail.com for more details or to make a purchase.

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Alt text: White linear sketch of an angel beside a tall vertical metallic gold area on a turquoise field

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Leidari Dey

Clérigos Church Angel.

Acrylic paint and markers on canvas (stretched on stretcher bars, unframed).

30×40 cm, vertical.

Style: Figurative with graphic elements.

The composition is dominated by turquoise and teal tones with a large vertical golden area on the right side of the canvas.

The background consists of layered brushstrokes in shades of turquoise and dark teal, creating a textured surface with visible variations in color density.

On the right side, a tall rectangular golden shape occupies nearly the full height of the canvas. The paint is applied thickly, with visible surface texture and uneven edges.

In the center-left area, a white linear figure of an angel is drawn with loose brushstrokes and short segmented lines. The figure stands slightly turned to the right and looks right at the viewer.

One wing extends outward behind the figure as a large curved white shape. The body and limbs are indicated with broken white lines and small painted segments rather than continuous contours.

Several short white strokes around the arms and torso emphasize the direction and movement of the figure’s pose.

Narrative description

The house split in two right before her eyes. There was a crack right through the middle of the concrete wall, from the roof down to the ground — the same on the other side.

“Well, I agree. It’s time for a divorce,” she said. Now there would always be a draft between the beds. Then again, there always was one.

The rain washed over her face; the thunder was gone. It was time to pack the suitcase.