Original painting title: Circle 51 x 51 cm
Victoria Albuquerque 1969
Circle
2019
Oil on canvas
50 x 50 cm
First shown Landscapes of Identity Exhibition 2024
In the mist-shrouded hills of ancient Celtic lands, where whispers of magic danced on the wind and the old ways held sway, there existed a tale. It spoke of a young maiden named Saoirse, whose collarbone held a power so ancient and profound, it could shield her from the darkest of sorcery.
Saoirse was born under the light of a full moon, her laughter echoing through the glens like the song of the nightingale. Yet, from the moment she drew her first breath, it was clear that she was marked by destiny, for upon her collarbone lay a birthmark in the shape of a crescent moon, a symbol of her connection to the otherworldly realms.
As Saoirse grew, so too did her understanding of the world around her. She learned the ways of the forest from the wise old druids, her keen eyes and quick wit earning her their admiration and respect. But it was her collarbone, with its mystical birthmark, that set her apart from the other maidens of the village, for it was said to hold the key to unlocking the ancient magic of their ancestors.
One fateful night, as Saoirse roamed the forest under the silver glow of the moon, she stumbled upon a band of dark creatures, their eyes gleaming with malice. With a whispered incantation, they sought to ensnare her in their web of shadows, to steal away the light that dwelled within her soul.
But Saoirse was not so easily subdued, for as the creatures lunged forward with gnashing teeth and grasping claws, she lifted her chin defiantly, revealing the mark upon her collarbone to the moonlit sky. And in that moment, a surge of power coursed through her veins, a power as ancient as the earth itself.
With a cry that echoed through the forest, Saoirse unleashed the magic that lay dormant within her, a force so pure and potent that it drove the creatures back into the darkness from whence they came. And as the first light of dawn broke across the horizon, she stood tall and unyielding, her collarbone aglow with the brilliance of a thousand stars.
From that day forth, Saoirse was revered as a guardian of the ancient ways, her collarbone a beacon of hope in a world shrouded in darkness. And though the years passed and kingdoms rose and fell, her legend endured, a testament to the power of courage, resilience, and the magic that dwells within us all.
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