Painting: “I’m waiting for an answer" 2013 (50x60cm, acrylic on canvas).
“If I made the first move, now it’s your turn to make the next one…"
It was cold and she was observing the houses, the landscape, the animals passing by on the big train window thinking that she has always enjoyed traveling by train. The cabin was empty, after all, who travels to small towns when you have the big city waiting for you? (Oh yes!…her). She was about to arrive, so she applied perfume, put her red lisptick on and waited for the train to arrive at the station and stop. It was raining heavily and she was feeling a little nervous, misterious, someone who doesn't want to be noticed…but who could avoid it taking into account her foreign condition and the redness of her lips?. The train’s doors opened so she put her coat’s cap on, leaned her head down and then slowly up, just to get her eyes staring at his, who was covering from the rain while smoking one of his thousand cigarettes he smokes. And there he was, as incredible as she recalled him from the past days far far away when he asked "I'm waiting for answer", and at the same time his amazing hazel eyes answering for her already.
Painting: “The first train" 2013 (50x60cm, acrylic on canvas).
“Any similarity to reality is merely coincidence…"
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