AHEAD Painting

And the line expands and deploys his various rants to the temporal strata, defined by distinct sounds, unleashing in adjoining symbols, close to an infinite, an infinite understanding of what is and what will be because the O approaches the vertical line, the horizon. Being and becoming punctuated by the creator empty. The tense primal scream that dissolves nothingness by the creative impulse. Hence the picture that believes and believes in his own reality. The creator disappears meanwhile, he tried to guess what he wanted to transmit beyond his fellows sometimes deaf, blind sometimes above the abyss ignoring the vertigo of the first virtuoso drama. The filtered sound of complex counterpoint, It infuses this slight sigh, behind the dunes flies in the wind and lost at sea. Over there the waves are strong, but die on the beach, in total ignorance of their fellows. I notice here, alone, in winter, and I remember a wave of nameless. Late evening, just one hour, one minute, one second to stay a little in my eyes. Who will remember the death of this wave?

Painting:Acrylic on Canvas

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:39.4 W x 39.4 H x 1.6 D in

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