Lover’s Final Breath

"Lover's Final Breath" Alf Sukatmo. 2015 Charcoal and pencil on paper.

“Lover’s Final Breath”
Alf Sukatmo. 2015
Charcoal and pencil on paper.

An angel with the paper wings
Up fly she goes
To the love that wouldn’t meant to be
The sky rage with jealousy
Blowing the wind to wreck her wings
Sending the thousand thunder
Tormenting her soul
Draining her last strength
Spinning she falls
On her final breath
She cries with the tears of joy
She has chosen to love
And love giving her freedom
At last

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22 thoughts on “Lover’s Final Breath

  1. Beautiful work and touching. You are master to mix together nature, human, love and real life and feelings. Did you got my message ?
    (it’s no hurry to reply, just asking if it has gone to junk mail)
    Have a nice day, Alf

      • Bukankah itu dirinya sendiri yg melakukan pembabasan dirinya? Tentunya karena mencintai itu, juga krn dpt jawabannya. Krn dia mencintai, dia membebaskan dirinya sendiri, dan karena dia ‘mati’ dia mendapatkan kebebasannya?

        Eeeeeh…. gitu gak maksudnya? Duh maaf sy nimbrung, sotoy pula. Ngampunten. x_x

        • Ada dua konteks:

          Dalam cerita itu, iya benar dia melakukan apa yg menjadi pilihannya. Mati adalah simbolisasi kebebasan hakiki, dalam konteks cerita tsb bisa bermakna banyak hal.

          ‘Siapa’ yang kumaksud adalah: Cinta pada tatanan idea secara universal juga bisa dianalogikan dengan pembebasan, walaupun pada tatanan prakteknya akan ada banyak hal yang justru jadi mengotori makna cinta itu sendiri. Jadi intinya tidak perlu ‘siapa’ bukan?

  2. I was really moved by your image and words. There’s so much emotion in the illustration from the soft lovers’ face to the harsh reality of death conveyed by the birds. Simply captivating.

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