
Oil on canvas
A news report of the tragic hijacking and shooting of a pregnant mother drove Lorraine to paint this. Both the mother and baby survived, but the inPublish Postjury to the unborn baby meant that she was born a paraplegic.
Sunday, 10 August 2008
Broken Child ...
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20th Century Celebrity Collages

Edith
Collage and oils on board
As full as Edith Piaf's life - images jump out from every inch of the canvas.
One of a series of three collages based on 20th century performing artists

Marilyn
Collage on board
The artist's interpretation of aspects of Marylin Monroe and her life.

Chaplin
Collage on board.
The artist's view of Charlie Chaplin and his era.
My Lost City - an African Dream

Pastel on paper
From a drawing of an artists' model, the image contains a variety of African images. The feelings of the painting evoked memories of the song - My African Dream
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Saturday, 28 June 2008
Sunday, 25 May 2008
Tuesday, 20 May 2008
Pedi Lady
Wednesday, 23 April 2008
Friday, 18 April 2008
Zahava's
Thursday, 17 April 2008
Friday, 11 April 2008
Cocaine Lil

Pastels on Paper
This expressionistic painting was inspired by an anonymous poem "Cocaine Lil". The work contains some of the powerful imagery contained in the poem.
cocaine lil
did you ever hear about cocaine lil,
she lived in cocainetown on a cocaine hill,
she had a cocaine dog and a cocaine cat,
and they fought all night with a cocaine rat,
she had cocaine on her cocaine head,
a cocaine dress that was poppy red,
she wore a snowbird hat and sleighride clothes,
on her coat a crimson cocaine rose,
big red chariots on the milky way,
snakes and elephants, silver and grey,
oh the cocaine blues they make me sad,
oh the cocaine blues they make me feel so bad,
she went to a party one cold night,
the way she sniffed was sure a fright,
there was morphine sue and the poppyfaced kid
climbing up snow ladders and down they slid,
along in the morning about half passed three
they were all lit up like a christmas tree,
when she got home and started for bed,
she took another sniff and it knocked her dead,
they laid her out in her cocaine clothes
she wore a snowbird hat and a crimson rose,
on her headstone you'll find this refrain...
"she died as she lived sniffing cocaine"
Saturday, 22 March 2008
An exhibition by Lorraine Marcus
Dasktari Art Gallery
Exhibition - Dasktari
Lorraine
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