Ala (Guardian of the Moral Order) 2022

$2,500.00

36W x 48H

Acrylic, textured paint on canvas

In the vast, teal expanse, where the sky and earth blurred into a single, sacred hue, stood Ala. The color of the world was her breath, the deep, living turquoise of creation itself. Her form, a regal silhouette against the endless canvas, was draped in a robe of profound purpose, a color that held the weight of tradition and the mystery of the ancestral realm.

From the hem of her garment, vibrant streaks of color dripped like lifeblood, each one a story of the land she governed. They were the greens of new shoots, the browns of fertile soil, the reds of life and sacrifice, and the golds of harvest. These colors were not just paint; they were the essence of the earth, the very laws of morality and justice she upheld.

In her hand, she held a long, thin staff, not for support, but as a symbol of her authority - a line drawn between the physical world and the spiritual, a conduit for the prayers of her people. Her gaze was steady, her presence a quiet force that commanded respect and reverence. The faint, vertical lines that fell like rain in the background were the blessings she showered upon the land, the continuous flow of life and prosperity that sustained all who honored her. She was Ala, the goddess of the earth, the source of life, and the guardian of the moral order.

36W x 48H

Acrylic, textured paint on canvas

In the vast, teal expanse, where the sky and earth blurred into a single, sacred hue, stood Ala. The color of the world was her breath, the deep, living turquoise of creation itself. Her form, a regal silhouette against the endless canvas, was draped in a robe of profound purpose, a color that held the weight of tradition and the mystery of the ancestral realm.

From the hem of her garment, vibrant streaks of color dripped like lifeblood, each one a story of the land she governed. They were the greens of new shoots, the browns of fertile soil, the reds of life and sacrifice, and the golds of harvest. These colors were not just paint; they were the essence of the earth, the very laws of morality and justice she upheld.

In her hand, she held a long, thin staff, not for support, but as a symbol of her authority - a line drawn between the physical world and the spiritual, a conduit for the prayers of her people. Her gaze was steady, her presence a quiet force that commanded respect and reverence. The faint, vertical lines that fell like rain in the background were the blessings she showered upon the land, the continuous flow of life and prosperity that sustained all who honored her. She was Ala, the goddess of the earth, the source of life, and the guardian of the moral order.