Paper birds

2011, tempera and oil on canvas,

about 70 x 120 cm

One of those days

...you just never want to forget!

Good times

 

 

 

Last weekend was nice, and maybe that's why this week 

has felt so laborious. I've realized that one thing 

I hate above all is making a disappointment. 

Disappointment - a word that my frien suggested to 

be the name of our once-to-be band. 

Funny I didn't like it :).

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Having a flu (last one this winter?).

Wiping off dust.

Liking blue, in the sky and in my new spring coat.

Feeling that I'm finally having a life of my size.

Yerba mate

For some reason, 

it's smell reminds me of my grandfather 

and the tiny room and a drawer, where 

he kept his tobacco and pipe.

Springs for changes

Year after year springtime seems to be the time 

for big changes. And for pastel colours. Last year 

I had the lust for minty green. In these pictures 

I seem to have zoomed on turquoise - a colour like 

candy: good as long as you don't gobble too much.

I'm happy to know that I don't have to leave my 

current home for a while, but one can always dream. 

About a kitchen like the one in the last pic, 

for example.

Girlfriend in a coma

... I know, I know, it's serious. Listen here!

Light is returning to this land and I'm trying to wake up.

Anyone there?