Antic and pieta Print

I closed my eyes and decided to go back to the time when I enjoyed talking with my favorite animals and capturing them in a canvas. I was able to return to my full childhood where there was a dream, a beautiful sky, a wonderful architecture, not an atelier. My body was light, my mind was calm, and I was so relaxed that I was lost in thought. The clear sky and clear sun were smiling at me. And when I opened my eyes the moment my heart was fluttering, an amazing sight unfolded. I could see a flock of flying sheep in front of me, and deer butterflies spread among the walls. They had happy eyes as if they were carefree and smiled as if to heal the pain we suffer in the real world. sheep beyond the ideal I envied them and wanted to fly together. Utopia in my picture is the world with the ideal name of happiness that I want. I think that the place may have existed but is now invisible, and the amount flying in the sky may also be a fact, not fiction, somewhere. Even if it becomes my canvas, they surely exist in it. I dream of happiness with them in the canvas. When we lost something important and were hoping for only unnecessary happiness, they told us to go back to the boy who was looking for his childhood dream. In the world of loss we live in, maybe we knew what we forgot back then.