Original artwork description:

My world has been torn apart. Now there is water everywhere, but everyone has forgotten how it used to be.
I dived into the ocean of my memories to find the Forest of a thousand doors. There grew my favorite tree. I used to climb on it as a child and listen to the stories of the old octopus. The forest is no longer there, all the trees are swimming separately.
I grew a jellyfish, now I swim fast and very beautiful. Sorry no one can see.
My jellyfish collected a few stars to make the keys out of their dust. They ring melodiously when I move. Familiar melody.
At last I found a tree. The old octopus smiled wearily.
«How good is it that you caught the moon. Have you kept the secret of the tiny door?»
I found a keyhole. A suitable key volunteered to open the door and swam to it. I pressed my ear to my familiar skin and listened to the stars chirping inside. I remembered listening to their sonatas on warm summer nights. They smelled like raspberries.
I put my hand deeper and felt an old friend hold my hand. I was covered in a wave of peace. The sunlight pierced everything.

Materials used:

oil on canvas

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