I will live Painting

https://youtu.be/NQQaQrDwYdA video A month ago, a close friend of mine said that he had a tumor and doctors say it was cancer. The tumor develops very quickly and needs to be urgently operated. While we were talking, he was sure. That we have already decided on the clinic and the operation will be appointed soon, but while we were talking, he received a message. About the fact that they can not accept him, the clinic closes for a summer vacation for a month. A month it was too long. Deadly long. And the battle for life began. My friend refused to operate both for insurance and for money. Doctors were afraid even to prescribe a biopsy, and there were not enough places. Everything is very difficult. The only thing I could wish for at that time was at least some opportunity to help a friend. But what could I do, except to support morally. After talking with a friend, I went to the studio and suddenly I caught a very unusual piece of workpiece for artwork. He lay around for a long time. Because most of all he looked like a mixture of bloody scrapes and I did not want to deal with him. However, on that day, I looked at him and understood. What is most of all this material resembles that of my friend's oncological disease. I cleaned the workpiece of dust, examined it and suddenly I was completely overcome by a hot thought - after all, this material I did just when my friend started the process of the disease. And suddenly it's not just that? Suddenly, if I manage to make a finished work of art, then my friend will be operated and he will recover? I feverishly took up my work. then. What is normally done in a month I did in a couple of days. I already felt that a masterpiece was born. I saw how parts of the material come together, as if the vessels of a living being are being restored. I saw that I was creating life. It was an egg, life in which was created according to the general laws of the universe. It was a bird that was ready to hatch and fly. The technique of performance of work led me to such thoughts. Since in essence this technique is the highest development of pastose painting, when the paint is completely separated from the flat surface and emerges into the world becoming an independent object. I enjoyed the work as if I myself became a demiurge. I myself decided fate and the fate of a friend woven into my picture. So I put it on another review and realized that the picture is absolutely a masterpiece, but the bird on it is dead. I was hurt. I realized that I have a very difficult choice - to finish the work and create a masterpiece or believe that the illness of a friend can be changed by this art and to revive the bird. I spat on the masterpiece. I wanted life for a friend. I began to change the picture. At first, to me, the vulgarity of vulgarity was the changes that I made into the work, but at some point I realized this picture was programmed to be exactly this changed. The bird's eyes are blue, the chest is full of strength. Her eyebrows rose, her beak pecked and feathers fluttered on her wings. She is certainly all on ropes, all in blood, on dowels. But she's alive. It can fly. And then I saw that I had run out of material. Just everything. Nothing else. Stop. The picture is finished. I could only accept that. That she is such a kakya. I put the picture on the review, carefully studied it and wrote to a friend: "You are operated on in time. The operation will be successful. You will recover. I see it for sure " in return I received a short - I so want to believe you. PS. doctors managed to operate my friend on time. Operation was successfully completed. How does he feel now? You see this in my picture.

Painting:Spray Paint on Wood

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:25.6 W x 37.8 H x 5.9 D in

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