Sunny rain nailed the wings of cherry petals to the asphalt. Nobody in this world is superfluous. Just in the wrong place, with the wrong people, but that's the way it should be. The time will come and the fruits will be filled with winds, rains and light. At the same time, not all of them will go to the birds and children. This cherry blossoms on the road, not in some yard. If for me, then I savored its taste, sour, once. And the world seemed to me simpler, softer, not sinking into the depths, but standing on honesty and simplicity ... Now, he left the same cherry for a long time to bloom on the canvas.
Canvas. Oil. 50x60 May 2023
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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 ...