Louis Ferdinand Von Raisky, celebrated portraitist of the gentry of Saxonia and Franconia, his same class of origin. The original of this portrait is displayed in Munich. The choice of
In an underwater kingdom, a Princess is graciously seated. Her long, embroidered robe, sparkling with polychrome gems, merges with the surrounding sea. A giant scallop, purple red and gold, is
Acrylics on paper on canvas She is hieratic and distant, some ten centuries between us. She is still standing, with that byzantine holy attire and the gilded Aureola. She is
Savannah, GA. It’s a warm late night in August. An intersection, we standing by. A thunder, we turn and see. It’s a shimmering stretched custom bike, say S&S engine and
He had that peculiar look. Amazingly tall for his times, he always towered above his fellow officers. Charismatic, faithful to his ideals, the Bolshevik winners of the Great Civil War
A German soldier, one of the terrible Waffen SS, is smoking a cigarette while looking far away in a snowy landscape. Germans captured, lost, retook and then lost the strategic
Maybe it’s Brooklyn Heights. A luxury apartment. A huge window and a long velvet curtain still allowing a magnificent view on the Island. It’s night, not too late though. A
Baron Hans von Manteuffel, captain in the Baltisches Landeswehr, the Baltic Territorial Army at the orders of General Count Ruediger von der Goltz, which unified the armed forces of Couronian
The City. The Night. A couple embracing, in a kiss. The AC Cobra, flaming red beauty. The yellow Camaro. A lonely figure walking towards us. A most striking vampire, a
