This work appeared quickly. It began as a simple experiment that does not require photo support. And I didn't expect how it could end.
Many of my ideas settle on the shelves of "impossible". And there are so few projects allowed to be implemented that it becomes boring to live. For some reason, when I began to look closely, I saw that my inner world consists mainly of restrictions. The path of the birth of a new thought almost always ends - it is pointless, it still will not work and you will suffer even more. It's creepy, but it's better to admit the truth and be able to change the reality. Without the truth, nothing can be changed.
It's like being able to divide the world into white and black. Especially when the environment tries to convince you that everything is gray. Or as good and evil. Do they exist?
I believe that there are. And only in this case can I see my light and dark sides. And only then can I change my not-so-good features. I'm not an angel, and I can be wrong. I can be very wrong.
Fresh work. I haven't finished it yet, I haven't put the emphasis on it. The glare on the eyes turns out to be very much determine the liveliness.