Original artwork description:

I only understand that while I’m sleeping, I have no fear, no hopes, no work, no glory. Blessed be the person who invented sleep, the cloak that covers all human thoughts, the food that removes all hunger, water that drives away thirst, fire that warms you when you’re cold, coolness that tempers heat, and, finally, is the general currency with which all things are purchased, the scale that makes the shepherd equal to the king, and the fool to the wise man. There’s only one thing bad about sleep, the way I hear it, and that is that it resembles death, because there’s not much difference between a sleeping man and a dead one.

"Don Quixote" by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

Materials used:

oil acrylic

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