I just figured out something… that I am strange. Yeah, I knew that I am not normal, regular, ordinary, but I was hoping, that this world is not so selfish, not so cold, so souless. Not so unhuman.

Now I painfully know, that people stopped feeling, and using intuition… this simple primal feelings coming from inside, from those who have been here before us… this kind of wisdom closed into trashy DNA.

But also they stopped listening. Listening not just to themselves, to the earthy whispers, but also to each other… Someone just thanked me for being. I know that I am in numerology 33, the witch which always listen and never forgets, the one who just is, and try to help…

… but reading those words open a bag full of pain… and sometimes all you have to do is listen… all!!!

Maybe it is also why this painting was born. With all those blue, green, earthy shades, and a shape of a bear under and paths, so visible.

Here is “You erased me”…

My newest piece is all about selfishness and those to proud to say: it is my fault, all about those who just use life, not give anything back, about forgetting what is important, and what is nothing…

All about passing, changes… Now all you can see are paths, all you can touch are shadows and frozen in stones shapes… and you are sad, but to proud to say: I am sorry… Because it is nobody’s fault, is it? But you pretend, still act, that you care…

Yes, nature still exist. Still is amazing, still blue, green, powerful… still…

If we do not even listen to us, and to each other how can we listen to the Nature?

… and She is speaking, singing, whispering, talking only to us… but you do not care, don’t you?