There is hopelessness between you and me. We're stuck in each other forever. You play with sesame seeds, driving them in circles, Well, I think you're heartless. No, of course, I’m joking, I’m mocking. I live in your heart and thoughts. Between us, like between cutlets - Cheese, bacon, mayonnaise, children, milkiness. Lack of unbridled passion Which always blows your mind away. It's good that she's missing. I’m whispering too loudly to you, do you hear?! So quickly break between us, Everything that is there lies on the newspaper. We will eat it carefully ourselves. Until the children came to the house...))
Canvas. Oil. 50x60 May 2024
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Not every meaning finds instant echoes in the storehouse of the soul, but everyone is given the opportunity to touch the string. The only question is who is tearing and who is trying to barely touch ?! Everything has its time and result ...