No pigeons. No bright colors of the sky. No domes and churches. It is just a glimpse through the barriers, wherever I was. And the gift that gives meaning to my soul ...
Canvas. Oil. 40x50 April 2019
Section: About God
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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 ...