shooting stars
Although it is a girl, my husband immediately thought of Lountemis when he saw the painting: "The dark became deeper. The chatting of the cypresses dwindled. The long candles of the sky were on. And everything was milk... milk... indigo... and sparkles. The river was murmuring in its sleep hidden words. The child didn't sleep that night... all night long. He wrote the most bitter, his longest of the fairy-tales... And in the dawn he started walking. He was solaced. He did it last night: he had counted all the stars... He had counted them all... slowly... patiently... one by one... All... And he found them all there correct -no one was missing..." Menelaos Lountemis [A.R.]
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beautifully worked.....mesmerising piece.....
lovely!
Even the caption that accompanies the work is important because it brings to those who watched her do open the brain.
Brava and congratulations!
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