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Heraldic
The conqueror, 1996
Oil and acrylic on cotton, 116x150 cm
Collection: Dhr G Bergsma, (Microsoft) Hoofddorp [1996]
Reference: 962510
Amazone,
1999
Oil and acrylic on linen, 116x150 cm
Collection: Dhr en Mw W van Eden, Bilthoven [1999]
Reference: 992503
Triple Belphoebe, 1997
Ink and monoprint on paper, 50x65 cm
Collection: Fundacion Alcort, Binefar [2006]
Miguel Angel Cordoba, Fundacion Alcort, offerta en todocoleccion.net
[2020]
Reference: 975005
Belphoebe
- Chastity, grace and courage, 1996
Oil and acrylic on cotton, 200x150 cm
Collection: Mw Kitty Nijhuis, Amsterdam [2013]
Reference:
960825
All in her snow-white smocke, 1997
Ink and printer ink on paper, 65x50 cm
Reference: 975017
Where feeling one close couched by her side,
She lightly lept out of her filed bed,
And to her weapon ran in minde to gride
The loathed leachour. But the Dame halfe ded
Through suddein feare and ghastly drerihed,
Did shrieke alowd, that through the house it rong,
And the whole familv therewith adred,
And to the troubled chamber all in armes did throng.
And those six Knights that Ladies Champions,
And eke the Redcrosse knight ran to the stownd,
Halfe armd and halfe vnarmd, with themattons:
Where when confusedly they came, they fownd
Their Lady lying on the sencelesse grownd;
On th'other side, they saw the warlike Mayd
All in her snow-white smocke, with locks vnbownd,
Threatning the point of her auenging blade.
That with so troublous terrour they were all dismayde.
Whom seeing flie, she speedily poursewed
With winged feete, as nimble as the winde,
And euer in her bow she ready shewed
The arrow, to his deadly marke desynde.
As when Lalonaes daughter cruell kynde,
In vengement of her mothers great disgrace,
With fell despight her cruell arrowes tynde
Gainst wofull Niobes vnhappy race,
That all the gods did mone her miserable case.
So well she sped her and so far she ventred,
That ere vnto his hellish den he raught,
Euen as he ready was there to haue entred,
She sent an arrow forth with mighty draught,
That in the verv dore him ouercaught,
And in his nape arriuing, through it thrild
Hisgreedy throte, therewith in two distraught,
That all his vitall spirites therebv spild,
And all his hairy brest with gory bloud was fild.
Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene
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