Sanda Iliescu: Arrivals, Angels

  • Selected Works

    Angel with Birds and Flowers (St. Francis), 2019. Ink on paper, 19 x12”, 22 x 16” framed (sold)

    Angel with Dog and Serpent, 2019. Ink on paper, 19 x12”, 22 x 16” framed

    Angel with Notebook and Bird, 2019. Ink on paper, 19 x12”, 22 x 16” framed

    Angel with Birds, 2019. Ink on paper, 19 x12”, 22 x 16” framed

    Angel Starting on a Journey, 2019. Ink on paper, 19 x12”, 22 x 16” framed   sold

    Angel: After Brancusi’s Portrait of James Joyce,2019. Ink on paper, 19 x12”, 22 x 16” framed

    Angel in Greek Costume,2019. Ink on paper, 19 x12”, 22 x 16” framed

    Angel Crying with Bird, 2019. Ink on paper, 19 x12”, 22 x 16” framed

    Angel Brings Medicine, 2019. Ink on paper, 19 x12”, 22 x 16” framed

    Angel Bringing Snow,2019. Ink on paper, 19 x12”, 22 x 16” framed

    Angel with Snail,2019. Ink on paper, 19 x12”, 22 x 16” framed

     Angel Crying, 2019. Ink on paper, 19 x12”, 22 x 16” framed

    Angel Crying, 2019. Ink on paper, 8 ½ x 5 ½”, 12 x 9” framed

    Angel, 2019. Ink on paper, 8 ½ x 5 ½ “, 12 x 9” framed

    Angel Crying, 2019. Ink on paper, 8 ½ x 5 ½ “, 12 x 9” framed

    Young Angel, 2019. Ink on paper, 8 ½ x 5 ½”, 12 x 9” framed

    Angel (The Engineer), 2019. Watercolor on paper, 10 x 10”, 14 x 14” framedAngel Reading, 2019. Watercolor on paper, 10 x 10”, 14 x 14” framed sold

    Two Angels, 2019. Watercolor on paper, 10 x 10”, 14 x 14 ” framed

    Angel Crying: with Hope, 2019. Ink wash on paper, 10 x 8”, 14 x 12” framed

    Angel Crying: at the Source, 2019. Ink wash on paper, 10 x 8”, 14 x 12” framed

    Angel Crying: with Hope, 2019. Ink wash on paper, 10 x 8”, 14 x 12” framed

  • Artist's Notes on Angels

    These angels were not anticipated: I did not make a conscious decision to draw angels. The subject simply grew from certain feelings one day. I felt very low. I felt like crying.  Somehow, as an act of defiance—a sort of resistance if you will—I picked up a pen and drew a figure crying. Perhaps this was a sort of self-portrait, but a self-portrait that did not really look like me. In fact I did not know whether this was a man or woman or child. But, as I drew, I felt a sense of compassion for this unknown person. After drawing the tears, I began wanting to give this figure (this child or man or woman crying) something to hold on to—something that was not entirely hopeless. So, without really knowing why, I had a desire to draw wings. And so the figure crying became an angel.

    Sanda Iliescu, Notes on Work