|Year of creation
|90 W × 120 H × 4 D cm
|Type of art
Here we can find some people sitting around and growing all by themselves, their eyes are Equipped to find the ugly truth and their lips pointed the hearts. Mumbling of my crazy mind is something like that. Three portrait in pararell universe; angry, worried, tiered. The eyes just keep looking to doors and waiting to say, lips are just sewing not to tell useless words lest to see or say something they shouldn’t. here is no place for ordinary people.
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