Living in this era of fear. Each one of us consumed by
something else. Loneliness, insecurity, death, even fear
falling in love. So much stress and anxiety, does it even
worth to try? Such question i dare ask myself and i
answer in relief, of course it does and there it is i have still
strength and will. I can still dream and put my thoughts
into action. Life is unique but so small.
A white canvas with black and grey
but with passionate red and caressing blue,
heartwarming brown with a handful of green,
monotone yellow and others not so fancy,
all needed, all creative, all ruthless, all forgiving.