There is an island that was described in Verses. And the petals that hold the edges fly through time and space. Whoever heard the trumpet voice is ready to see further ...
Canvas. Oil. 60x80 July 2011
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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 ...