I am going to tell how to smile, how to retrieve the wonder. That would be good for my readers because it was good for me. You need just not worry over being wise. All you need is just walk outside and look around… I thus sit back in an awe. That‘s how I‘m painting – just dive into the palette and stop knowing what would happen further. Now let‘s look together at what have happened.
The drawings I had made once illustrate today‘s readings and breathe in as an awe as the gratitude: the quotes as prove my titles as expand their meaning – make the words we use into the playground creations. Yet there is a trap. If an artist enjoys own creations he loses time on a road and the wonders end on his path. Being the artist means walking on the edge. What‘s on your mind?