This is not a painter
I got the palette in 1991 in Warsaw from my old uncle. At the time I was not a painter. Today the palette represents this mental fence that exist between me and the world. Behind and safe, I can think, feel and respond.
I got the palette in 1991 in Warsaw from my old uncle. At the time I was not a painter. Today the palette represents this mental fence that exist between me and the world. Behind and safe, I can think, feel and respond.