The picture caught me and I made a shot. Thus the Unwrapped Pack of Cookies appeared. Now there are no cookie on my table yet the questions blossom out in abundance, because the artwork cleared my room from the silence: a story of the unexpected Recovery revive anew each time I look around. Then I talked about the power of words to heal us . Can the pictures do the same? Then I have sworn that my message was not a fiction. I can swear the same now too – this picture was not planned in advance. The photo illustrates a discovery of oneself in here and now reality. My outlook on art and life didn’t change. We can either talk about the love or to love. So we need to choose. I would rename the art showrooms into the stores of our choices. That’s what i wished to say in my photo Unwrapped Pack of Cookies.