TITLE: Last Apple 290
SIZE: 18 by 24 inches or 60.96 by 45.7 cm
MEDIUM: premium goldens acrylics
CONDITION: new
PAINTING INFO:. Hand painted original acrylic art. Add this painting to your home or office and you will find the stylish and unique decor that you have always been searching for.
SUPPORT: Gallery wrapped
FINISH: Liquitex UV mat varnish.
SIGNATURE: signed front lower right
signed and dated on back.
DOCUMENTATION: registered and electronically filed COA
certificate supplied and transferred
into buyers name.
PACKING: To guarantee you receive your order in good condition we custom build Styrofoam shipping cartons per order.
SHIPPING: USPS DHL USP FEDEX
insurance is included for the full amount of purchase delivery, confirmation is included and tracking number is supplied to the purchasing client. The cost for shipping and handling is $15.00
Last Apple 290; is a original acrylic painting by Theo Dapore. Black and white night scene absent of color other than one small dot of red. How powerful that small dot is.
The painting is gallery wrapped with sides painted so the painting may be hung without adding the addition of a decorative frame. Hanging hardware has been installed so the piece is ready to hang. Finishing is done using a mat ultraviolet varnish.
Dapore is a well established and collected artist. He is listed in the national art registry and all of his works are documented and electronically filed.
Theo's studio, located in Wiregrass Mall in Dothan Alabama USA, is prompt to answer e-mails.
Shipping: all art will be shipped in styrofoam cartons. The cartons are hand made to fit the individual clients order. To date over 1200 packages have been shipped worldwide, using this method with not one damaged. The studio ships USPS priority mail and includes insurance for the full amount of purchase. Delivery confirmation is also supplied.
A copy of the poem The Last Apple will be included with the painting purchase.
"The last apple"
Life or Death, But who decides?
Propagation, From where derived?
So many winters, I've slept away.
But to awaken, That spring day.
Though not this time, Begin my fears.
I wish I could, Reclaim my years.
I once was strong, The bell has tolled.
I once was young, But now am old.
In this land, No seeds are sown.
All my children, Now are gone.
All but one, He stays within.
Perhaps to let me live again.
This Last Apple, Last chance at life.
This Last Apple, He helps me cope.
This Last Apple, Renews my hope. |
