Eric Wallis likes to draw women and landscapes. In the work developed a distinctive style with a touch of realism, expressionism and impressionism.
Bright colors and sensuality always prevail in his works.
The vastness of the universe, the harmony of light,
Transparency Azure - All woman in it!
Gentle sun and gentle winds,
Mysterious world - all in women it!
Unearthly Love and Wonder Dawn
Elegance of birch - Everything in women it!
Star and Moon, and the Earth - like planets
Dream and Nature - Everything in women it!
Great Mother and the Rainbow of Light
And pain of the universe - all in women it!
Madonna with Child, Spring, Summer Mystery,
Holy Madonna - All Women it!
Enchantress and naughty ... how you brought with
mad? ...
Do not Give a hand to tease ... Secret delights full of ...
spellbound
Bewitched love ... destiny ...
Communicates syllable poets on his knees before
you ...
That risible, the shy ... With negoyu languid eyes ...
You, as
Song changeable, you baptized in the sky ...
With the wind in a field you
wedded ... You - a mystery of the ages ...
jewel
life ... a woman ... The Mystery of songs and poems ... ..
You're a woman, you're forever you instantly!
You're a star in the sky flash on the chest,
No death and you have no birth,
Only the ascent of the Milky Way.
You will pass the way, burning without a trace,
And my ashes silvered eyes
In eternity funny habit:
Be flexible and green, as the vine ...
And replaces the bloom,
And arise, and melt in the clouds,
And his love, his moment,
What ever die in his hands!
You - a woman, you - book between books
You - Collapse imprinted scroll;
In his lines and thoughts and words excess
In its leaves mad every moment.
You - a woman, you - witch drink!
He burns with fire, barely penetrated into the mouth;
But drinking flame suppresses cry
And praise wildly amid torture.
You - a woman, and that you are right.
From century removed stellar corona,
You - in the depths of our image of a deity!
We have for you attract the iron yoke,
Thee we serve, solid mountains fractions,
And pray - from the century - at you
Come and knock on the door softly,
Will fly through the open window.
Perhaps it is now
Straight to the heart become stitch.
Let say, wormwood,
And burning nettle bare feet.
I choke a potentates
And generalized your thresholds.
Peretoplyu ice past years,
And angry heating of the soul.
Barriers between us no more,
And will - again to destroy them.
And I will guard happiness.
World though large, and still cramped.
Without each other we can not live,
How not to live without a soul songs.
Come and knock on the door softly,
Take a step out of the vicious circle.
The world as seen before losses
Why do we lose each other?
She is beautiful! No, not that.
I saw a lot of cute women ...
No one! Do you hear? none
Since it can not compete!
The eyes are beautiful! I am silent ...
Events like stargazing
I describe is not on the shoulder,
As enchanting sight.
The unique contour of the lips
In the smile, sad and alone.
Lips tenderest air rude.
I can not breathe - they are sacred.
Heaving chest feelings.
My pulse - a record for each breath.
I so wanted to snuggle,
Stay in paradise at least on the doorstep.
Her appearance entailing
Deprives the mind instantly.
Male eyes a living magnet.
Gait, voice - all priceless.
Do not get tired of her dream,
Somknite eyes - she. Ye gods!
I could get up on his knees,
Caress the divine feet.
It charms of women of all time
Promise a frenzy of pleasure.
Who sinned with her, that captivated
In the pleasant of all battles.
And shiver run through the skin ...
And my heart shrinks Hunted,
When once you understand -
She will leave and not return.
Not because the hour has come,
Though feelings also fade,
And because you lied
A favorite lie not forgive.
She had to face the steel armor,
She did not drop the shield ...
For you - the only one,
Whom she had dreamed all his life.
Yes unless someone else
Was proud of a successful attempt?
And only submissive to you,
She went into captivity with your smile.
Took off and dress, and metal
It is used with the skin and leave ...
And you have not even learned
As at this moment she was embarrassed.
There, behind the backs of many timbers,
Golgotha ??and the convulsions of confusion,
And the midnight icy fear
Not since ... not with those relations.
She feared not know
You were looking for
She was afraid of losing
Your eyes in the crowd when she learned ...
And the secret of eternal and holy
Came as the light in your mind,
And only then ... and only with you
Owning learned happiness.
Do not lose it on the other -
This will not be the only,
Press down to her chest cheek -
You hear a heart? ... Love ... love ...
I've never been on the Bosphorus,
You did not ask about it.
I saw in your eyes the sea
Blazing blue fire.
Do not go to Baghdad with the caravan, I,
Not silk I drove there and henna.
Bend your beautiful mill,
On lap Give me a break.
Or again, no matter how much I ask,
For you forever do not care,
What in the name of the remote - Russia -
I have known, recognized poet.
I'm in the shower rings Talianki,
When I hear a dog barking moon.
Do not you want, Persian,
See the distant blue edge?
I came here not out of boredom -
You got me, invisible, calling.
And me thy swan arms
Entwine like two wings.
I've been looking for in the fate of the rest,
And though the last life not swear
Tell me something like that
About your merry country.
Stifle the longing soul Talianki,
NAPO breath of fresh charms
To me on the far Severyanka
Do not sigh, do not think, do not get bored.
And although I was not on the Bosphorus -
I'll come up about it.
Does not matter - your eyes are like the sea,
Swaying blue fire.
Impressionist painter. Eric K.Wallis
