Sometimes I feel so lonely and I wish this was not just a painting. I’ve dreamed this on Saturday. I was the woman in the right. I was so happy with my love. We were walking on the street holding hands and we didn’t care about the rain. Unfortunately it was just a dream. Where is she? Where is the rainbow after the long cold rain?
Category Archives: loneliness
This is my coffee painting of a depressive tree, lonely and depressed like the person who stands under it. This is a tree that tries to keep it’s roots in the past being afraid of the future, almost broken by the wind of change that blows, a dark tree, dark like the sadness, a tree with no leafs and heavy branches that go down, a tree that looks like it’s crying