Watercolor – Black stone – 6,10 x 8,66 inch – Unique work
I got up this morning and you were there, in the back of my mind, melancholy. My childhood flashed before my eyes. Eventually, part of my childhood, a tiny, tiny part, moreover. I’d rather forget the rest of it. It was summer, I remember. In Scotland, such a rough country and warm too. The evenings, hidden in a corner of a cozy pub. The huge glasses of beer, the hot and alcoholic atmosphere of the locals. I was impressed by these raucous and rolling accents. I never catched a word but I loved listening. I was rocked by this unknown language.
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