They are all water, with no end, no constant shape, no specific "space", no peaceful "home", lingering in foreign lands, in the dense blue-green mist, inexplicable search, noisy water flow In the midst of this, he murmured lightly - "I feel so sad, I always thought that there should be two people standing here. The Last Dance in their temporary home to say goodbye with each other.
Acrylic, watercolour & ink on canvas,
90x70cm with walnut frame