Our souls are colorful. The magic - that`s what we are. The enchantment drifts us. We hover where the light draws us. The shiny flowerets reckon us with eyes. Their heads figure our happiness.
The relish of calmness and goodness is what I feel. I feel the instantaneous enlightenment about the fact that there are authors by fate.
I am happy that these pictures were presented to me on that special day. Exactly this author & friend shares her satisfaction from life.
The freedom of reflection, welling up, is taking is to remote worlds, to distant moments. And the truth is that we are here now and we have the chance to feast the desire to be ourselves.
The sensation is personal. The charm is nobleness that is waving from the tints.
What are important in the pictures are the heart, the flower, the woman and something else. As important as the sense of matching the tiny things. The harmony is felt from the static of expectation. Expectation for something beautiful, good, nice, smiley and unexpectedly lovely.
Color - fascination and soul - sense of peace. Color - timelessness and soul - hope. Color - blessing and soul - destiny.
I sincerely thank you for the happiness experienced while looking at your pictures.
The time is the constant - a finger for the wonderful things in Life. The time I spent on this exhibition is filled with fascination. Therefore the face of the works has to be more and more exhibited. I deeply believe you will rejoice more people.
Thank you once again.
I feel pity to part your paintings. But I am glad I had the chance to see them.
Exhibition of Maya Amorisima