2019│Acrylic, canvas(Set of 2) Collection of the Artist
A quiet place. I hear music that doesn’t exist. Bustling only to my ears. The commotion on the wharf sounds calm in the distance. Being anxious, I lost my way in here. Blinding light. The complicated scent of tide pools, Southeastern wind of Inasa. Headed to that island? And the name of the boat? Aiolos, I am coming along. A small bird flew from the north rather low over the ocean. Perched at the bow of the boat, she is exhausted. “First journey?” The bird flew faster than the words being said. The waves calmed and the sun returned before the words dissipated. I no longer dream, but birds still fly over my eyelids. Against the blue sky, white clouds form and flutter, as the ringing voice falls slowly like snow. “Who is singing that song?” I notice a lion on the beach. "How old are you?" The lion smirks. See, look, I am pleased. We’ve always exchanged greetings, but this is our first conversation.