|Year of creation
|90 W × 120 H × 4 D cm
|Type of art
they shake hands and the deal has made; sold his soul for the golden crown. When the light went off, the light of the pity crown point his eyes first then the color of his skin changes. Step by steps he lost everything he got. in the morning he rubs the scar that remains in his head because of the crown and at night he just sat and watches all the dreams he lost.
The painting is a window to the thoughts of his creator, through every brushes, you can be acquainted with his genre of thought, if you have a bit of intelligence, words can be pulled out of colors. Portraits, each of which represent part of my concerns as the creator of the work. Concerns about society and the impact of people in the modern world. How easy it is to transcend the spirit of excellence and fall to the lowest level of humanity! All my words are expressed in the language of the portraits I draw, not less or more