OK. You know this scene from the famous photo. Anything I like, I try to paint it. For me is just a love action. A game of shapes and colors. A sweet dream when I am awake. Maybe you don't like this painting. For me is a heartbeat, little different from others. A heartbeat kept forever. Not with the help of a camera. Some noble, sacrificed minutes of a misery life, to a small, different heartbeat. For what are we alive? I am able to answer about myself. Could you?
Acrylics on canvas (possibly not on wooden frame) about 40x30 cm.
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