Acrylic, pastels on linen canvas
150cm by 150cm
Leaving marks and lines, traces , wrinkles are all a sign of time, of existence of us being there, leaving our little mark anywhere possible. This is to be seen with love, embrace it, embrace mine and other people’s lines, marks, wrinkles in life , connect and feel my existence. It’s about this bridge of an unstepped land and a land that has been used, yet it still gives life and dreams and hopes and creates nostalgic moments of magic kisses and unconditional love.