Dreams

ink, gel pen, paper

Inspiration: Turmoil for me is a state of creative anxiety. Hidden from the eyes of the beholder, it lies only inside you. Passions boil like in a cauldron, all your thoughts, and images that come in a dream. Probably, all these thoughts should have your own face, internal, the one that you imagine yourself. For myself, I am a bird. Sirins are always rushing about inside me, they are my restless and recalcitrant thoughts.