"The Lost Woman" 1997 Print

"The Lost Woman" 1997 The Lost woman? And immediately, like birds of a flock of questions ... Where is she lost? When did she get lost? How did she get lost? Why was she lost? And so forth??? This is a woman who was looking for herself ... She did not know how to look for herself ... She got entangled in a web of choices, emotions, expectations, hopes ... She was synonymous with the word TRUST! And many were tempted! Many people wanted to use it ... If you have ever been lost in this life, then you will understand it !!! This unique painting-emotion is the fruit of my stormy, creative youth. When I was not yet afraid to experiment ... When I spit on the opinions and bites of my neighbors ... I had not yet become a victim of conjuncture ... VIVAT, FREEDOM! - This was the motto of my creative youth! )) The knives of my emotions were still sharp ... Feelings were not worn out ... My hand gave birth to interesting images, pictures ... Time is a fisherman, and she is his fish. Time is a spider, and she is its fly. Her life is a symphony of contrasts ... She tries to catch her days ... But her soul is a sieve ... And everything passes by ... The hands of fears and problems reach out to the flower of her heart, to the flower of her trust ... They want to rip her off ... They want to decorate the house of their consumerism with it for a while ... to put it in a vase of their egoism ... Her life is full of difficulties ... Her life is a graveyard of hopes, dreams, trust ... The world asks her - where are you? In the hospital of Time - she answers him! Time is her diagnostician, her surgeon, her allergist. Time, together with wisdom, expels illusions from her soul ... Her face is looking for its features ... It is like a blank sheet of paper ... It is looking for its artist who would paint him a portrait of him ... Become this artist ... Adopt this confused woman ... Draw her face ... You can do it! I believe in you! Her life is not lost! EXIT and HAPPINESS have already come out to meet her! Life has baked a cake of JOY and invites her eyes, heart and soul to visit! She came to the river and consulted with her on how to live further ... The river loved her. The river embraced her. The river teaches her to be smooth ... teaches to smooth the stones of days ... teaches to forgive and flow around problems and unfortunate situations ... This woman will succeed! She will still be happy! She will find originality in herself! It is being realized! She will show this world how to live, create, think and feel ... ) As her father (author), I believe in her! Do you believe in her? This woman is an example, that you need to take risks ... you must not be afraid to look for yourself ... Be attentive to her and she will teach you how to be yourself! This woman inspires you to be yourself! I also join her and tell you - BE YOURSELF! Only in this hypostasis you will be INTERESTING to this world! The world loves and collects originals. He doesn't need copies! I'm already on my way to myself ... And you? Traditionally, I write metaphorically ... I was born this way! The poet just crawls out of me ...)) BE BLESSED! POST SCRIPTUM She tore off the masks of lies and trampled them ... Her soul smells of freedom ... She was able to become an oasis of Hope and Trust! The deserts of problems could not cover the oasis of her hope with sand ... She is changing for the better ... Caravans of attention and respect are drawn to the oasis of her heart ... HURRAH!!! ) Regards, your experimenter and freelance artist © Аndriy Vyklyk )