SELF PORTRAIT 14.02.2008-12.06.2009
On 14.02.2008 my life began to crumble and I fell to pieces, the disease took away part of my family together with my feelings, I was alone with my sorrow, with painful thoughts hammered into what remained of myself , I lost the capacity to react.
One year after my dad passed away, a picture of me, I go on, I live my life in a direction which is different from the one I was shown. A photograph, an instant caught and vanished in the same moment in which it existed, behind the picture, the memory of the sorrow, which is now accepted and can be depicted with painting and will be never forgotten.
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