Rainy day
The sky is low, and it merges with the earth,
Fine droplets envelop the atmosphere.
My mind is lost in an ocean of thoughts,
My body is here; a bird sings in the distance,
But my wandering soul flies between two worlds,
It's a rainy day.
This little text in the form of a poem, written by the artist, shows us his moods on a rainy day.
A day of nostalgia, of recharging, a feeling of vagueness in the soul, but not of sadness, illustrated on canvas.
Thank you very much for your visit,
All of my works are priced at my official listing, but if you fall in love with one, please don't hesitate to contact me or make an offer directly on this page.
I will study any proposal with great interest.
Brush and knives
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Rainy day
The sky is low, and it merges with the earth,
Fine droplets envelop the atmosphere.
My mind is lost in an ocean of thoughts,
My body is here; a bird sings in the distance,
But my wandering soul flies between two worlds,
It's a rainy day.
This little text in the form of a poem, written by the artist, shows us his moods on a rainy day.
A day of nostalgia, of recharging, a feeling of vagueness in the soul, but not of sadness, illustrated on canvas.
Thank you very much for your visit,
All of my works are priced at my official listing, but if you fall in love with one, please don't hesitate to contact me or make an offer directly on this page.
I will study any proposal with great interest.
Brush and knives
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