In a Pre-Raphaelite mood a while back, I cooked up this image, based on an Indian version of the Bluebeard story. (You know Bluebeard. He tells his new wife: "Don't open this door. This door. Right here. See this door? This one. With the bright...shiny...handle...Oh, by the way, I'm leaving town, here's the key. Don't open it, now. Remember." To no one's great surprise, she opens the door and find the bodies of the six previous wives.) In the Indian version, however, a woman marries a tiger, and I always thought the tiger got the short end of the stick. Gee. He eats people? Well, he's a frickin' TIGER! What did you expect?! How many vegan tigers do you know? Idiot. So when I painted this, my sympathy was entirely with the tiger, which is why he has a sort've besotted expression, and there's something a little malicious in the woman's smile.
i've read a version of that. the bloody chamber by angela carter. she also wrote one called 'the tiger's bride' but its a different story. i recomend her, she rocks
a black tiger... interesting choice in coloring of him. usually people use orange or white, white if they want to be more regal. makes me wonder if there's some sort of hiden meaning behind the coloring.
Lovely! I adore the jungle background - it's fantastic, gives a real feeling of depth. And a black tiger isn't something you see a lot, given how many black-othercritters are done in art. He has the same distracted expression my cat gets when he's either going to make his 'ewww' face, or start nibbling. :laugh:
Beautiful pic. I love her outfit (the folds and colors are great) and the expressions are perfect, the chick looks like she's plotting. Love the description too, because when I picture "Tiger" I don't necessarily picture yoga-meditating-soccer mom-vegan. That's just a strange mental image...