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In 2013 I drew, "Red Riding Hood," with airbrush, oil paint, and prismacolor pencil on Strathmore 14x17 paper.
A dark figured man just murdered, Crimson’s grandmother, and as he released his hands from her neck she dropped onto the fur bed. He then grabbed the valuables of fur and jewels when he unexpectedly heard a noise coming from outside, up the creaking wooden steps, and to the front door. Immediately, he crouched down to wait, the leather of his clothing crackled from the quick strain. But unlike the normal man, his breathing remained steady as he could inhale the scent of wood and sat patiently focusing on the bedroom door. It was as if he could see through to the front door. Again, he was ready to kill and rob his next victim, so he listened as the footsteps entered through the entry door.
Without knowing or having any reason to be fearful, Crimson, pushed the front door open and walked in while she called for her grandmother Moon, like she always had.
“Your granddaughter is here!” Crimson welcomed herself. “And she brought some bread to go with your stew.” She looked around, but her grandmother did not answer. She passed the pot that cooked over the fire where her grandmother would be usually sitting and stirring, but the spoon sat in the pot alone. Her grandmothers red cloak lay over the motionless rocking chair. The windows were closed to let fresh air in. Now worried, Crimson, headed to her grandmother’s bedroom. She slowly pushed the creaking door open. When she stepped in the man was immediately enchanted by her beauty and to him, she was an angel. With his eyes he traced around her curled raven black hair and gazed upon her dark lips before he lost himself in her sea blue eyes. Then the scent of cool winter rushed away the permeating wood and he couldn't contain himself any longer. Normally he would have stayed hidden, but he couldn’t control his lured body and so he stepped out from behind the bed to greet her. Crimson immediately saw the blood that painted his clothing and quickly grabbed from inside her crimson basket a crystal. She instantly knew what he had done as he dropped the fur and jewels to the floor. Anger and pain consumed her while the crystal suddenly glowed. He was immediately paralyzed from the power emanating from her. Without a second thought she cursed the man to become a werewolf for eternity. The predator that he was he would now be a slave, cursed to the full moon. The moon was the symbol of her grandmother, a reminder to him of whose life he took. So now he would transform every full moon till he fulfilled his own redemption, but she would not tell him the path to his salvation. He had to change his own heart, willingly.
The man now fell to the floor as he looked up at Crimson as she put her grandmothers red cloak on.
She told him, “The color red, will be painful for you to look upon as it burns your eyes. Let this be a reminder of all the blood you have spilt.”
Subsequently, he began to cry out in agony from her red cloak that burned his eyes.
Crimson, without a glance of remorse for him, left her grandmothers cabin and headed through the fog as the moonlight filled with the cries of his howl. The full moon slowly rose up behind her as the sadness for her grandmother Moon, matched her wrath.
This print is reproduced on high quality 100lb Cougar, matte paper. Stunning quality and packed into a protective archival sleeve.
NATALI CREATIVE ORIGINALS
"Red Riding Hood"
Price US: $20.00
• 11x17 Inch Print
• Ships in a Sturdy Tube
• Easy to Frame
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