Pechal i Nadezhdy

Through the clouds with bright rays Sadness flies with Hope. And melts souls, wax, through flame, fate, tablets and granite ...

Canvas. Oil. 60x100
March 2019

Section: Moments

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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 ...