The flowers whisper and speak...
Acrylic, stone dust, stain, ink, rust on canvas
70x70
On a bright summer morning, I walk around in the garden. The flowers whisper and speak, but I, I wander silently.
Heinrich Heine 1797 - 1856

Acrylic, stone dust, stain, ink, rust on canvas
70x70
On a bright summer morning, I walk around in the garden. The flowers whisper and speak, but I, I wander silently.
Heinrich Heine 1797 - 1856