VOLO
Painting, Abstract informal, Acrylic, 0.60x0.60cm
VOLO
Flying is the great dream of man.
One day a year is a lifetime of space and time as a homeless limbo color you want sound laid down by the words of infinite gaze of our hearts. Flying is experiencing the world in so short that interval is a second blink of an intense wings like the smell of dawn is scan minutes hours days and years called life.
Flight is flying with wings of feathers with dreams of desires about the world in new and expensive high dimension where words are born color imagination of new love.
Blue is the color of life of the consciousness of our passions that quickly would you ever be stolen everything but the soul of our consciousness. Blue as the sea is immense, a boundless horizon is the soul, our soul that flies.
The framework includes our fantasies, our dreams, living the hard life of eternal ideals fly a flight painted by our intense eyes like the sea . The framework should be seen as art first and then reject you live with a single language painting.
I dream, I flight.
in arte L.XIV
Flying is the great dream of man.
One day a year is a lifetime of space and time as a homeless limbo color you want sound laid down by the words of infinite gaze of our hearts. Flying is experiencing the world in so short that interval is a second blink of an intense wings like the smell of dawn is scan minutes hours days and years called life.
Flight is flying with wings of feathers with dreams of desires about the world in new and expensive high dimension where words are born color imagination of new love.
Blue is the color of life of the consciousness of our passions that quickly would you ever be stolen everything but the soul of our consciousness. Blue as the sea is immense, a boundless horizon is the soul, our soul that flies.
The framework includes our fantasies, our dreams, living the hard life of eternal ideals fly a flight painted by our intense eyes like the sea . The framework should be seen as art first and then reject you live with a single language painting.
I dream, I flight.
in arte L.XIV
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