Storytelling:
I saw three parrots on my counter this morning.
One with long blue feathers, the second with red reflections, and a third with the colors of the rainbow.
I'm outta here? Or am I alone here inside of me?
The oracle of false papers told me: there is nothing to be done, the fat and angry woman has cheated you.
Sometimes I fish inside the sack of my experiences. In the midst of a sea of tears I look for answers.
A computer that is struggling to stay in 2022.
Three parrots to keep me company and a black bunny, colors, flowers here all inside me.
Cry, cry, he's gone on his long journey.
A lot of money over this head, so many moons to follow the sun, to look for the three roads.
In Italy or by the sea I will remain sitting on a rock to observe my three parrots and the black rabbit.
The first parrot already knew the pattern: one asks by chance, the other replies sorry but I don't have time.
The second parrot runs after the first, looking for space between old boxes and wet brushes.
The third parrot jumps over my head, but never loses the way of love.
The black rabbit does not know where it wants to go, it just looks for a space to stay, it does not claim anything.
One thinks about what to do in life, then suddenly loses the sense of everything.
If you really want it all ...
What more could you want….
What are you waiting for?
I'm waiting for the three colored parrots and the black rabbit.
Meanwhile, old scripts try to return as if nothing had happened.
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The work is not framed, it is supplied rolled up inside a solid cardboard tube with plastic caps.
We recommend mounting the canvas on a wooden frame.
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acrylic and marker
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Storytelling:
I saw three parrots on my counter this morning.
One with long blue feathers, the second with red reflections, and a third with the colors of the rainbow.
I'm outta here? Or am I alone here inside of me?
The oracle of false papers told me: there is nothing to be done, the fat and angry woman has cheated you.
Sometimes I fish inside the sack of my experiences. In the midst of a sea of tears I look for answers.
A computer that is struggling to stay in 2022.
Three parrots to keep me company and a black bunny, colors, flowers here all inside me.
Cry, cry, he's gone on his long journey.
A lot of money over this head, so many moons to follow the sun, to look for the three roads.
In Italy or by the sea I will remain sitting on a rock to observe my three parrots and the black rabbit.
The first parrot already knew the pattern: one asks by chance, the other replies sorry but I don't have time.
The second parrot runs after the first, looking for space between old boxes and wet brushes.
The third parrot jumps over my head, but never loses the way of love.
The black rabbit does not know where it wants to go, it just looks for a space to stay, it does not claim anything.
One thinks about what to do in life, then suddenly loses the sense of everything.
If you really want it all ...
What more could you want….
What are you waiting for?
I'm waiting for the three colored parrots and the black rabbit.
Meanwhile, old scripts try to return as if nothing had happened.
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The work is not framed, it is supplied rolled up inside a solid cardboard tube with plastic caps.
We recommend mounting the canvas on a wooden frame.
--------------------------------------------------
acrylic and marker
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