...and it was all yellow Painting

To me, the sky defines greatness and beauty, it is mysterious and distant yet very personal and familiar. The sky is where dreams can be found. I have recovered from Guillain Barre Syndrome, a neurological disorder which left me conpletely paralised. It took me one and half year to walk again. When I was lying in the bed and couldn’t move any of my body parts, my only dream was to run across the grass field and look at the beautiful sky. My paintings are my dreams, my happiness and my celebration.