The monsters we slayed,
skull to stone, blood to rose.
“My sword for you”, Asura growled,
survivor’s patron saint with crimson crown.

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(“Resilience”; Acrylics, colored pencils and markers on 50 x 65 cm paper)

Wicked winds and shadows in the deep,
Exploding moon and fading lights.
Outlive the hurricane, create a sun to guide.
Ignite a spark in my heart and let me breathe again.

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(“Resilience”, work in progress; Acrylics, colored pencils and markers on 50 x 65 cm paper)

Outlive the hurricane, create an empire to reign.
Among all the small things, I’ll be a perfect storm.
And someday I’ll understand, the question to my answers.

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(“Resilience”, work in progress; Acrylics on ca. 50 x 65 cm paper)

Wicked winds and shadows in the deep,
Exploding moon and fading lights.
Build a shelter to last, a sun to guide.

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(A5 ballpoint pen drawing)

The mind always wanders, on known and unknown paths, observing, thinking, trying to unravel the mysteries behind all living and dead eyes.”

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(Ink sketch on toned A5 paper)

Sometimes the destiny of a whole nation, a whole species, a whole world, lies in a single moment, a single creature, which determines the ways of the future.

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