Amélie, Perla, Marta, Marianne or whatever her name, the eternal female beauty will always remind you of mother earth's perfume, like a living light untouched by time. Her body is a flower of fire over the meeting of dusk and sunrise, whilst her eyes, two piercing arrows that claim to stay in your memory forever. Under her skin the moon is alive, brighter in every move but burning inside. Friendly and welcoming, wild and distant, calm but volatile, pure alabaster but so fragile that it hurts. The female nature is elusive, no poet or painter has ever traced totally all her beauty, nor secrets or existence.

Layla Oz adores exactly just that, the female endlessness and the unlimited inspiration they bring. This independent artist loves to paint feminine figures and female portraits. Blondes or brunettes, on canvas or prints, vintage or modern, all his illustrations are a manifestation of beauty. He often chooses to paint his artworks on newspaper pages, creating a unique imprint on art society.