untouch by the colors and without feets
.......but there was a way.......
Maybe this was the day when I born.....
And some people show me a place...and this become the place of my inspiration..the bad humor and the stones rounds without colors desapeared
I knew the wood
I smilled to my little hourse when he bring me to the light.....
Some day I understood that just her know me...
But don,t think about flowers anytime...
I can show you some human products very interesting for the new antropology studies...
The devil and the monster exist...
Near there İ lived with them
and İ began to paint my life
sometimes together we put the heat and start to create
but we never created a person
we together discovered the silence
With it İ learn how to fly
but İ,m learning again because i forget it...
....learning the love...
