to know and fell to much within,
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
She was born in spring, but I was born too late.
Blame it on a simple twist of fate.
Bob Dylan
50 x 70 cm.
Óleo sobre tela
Porque cuando la razón no es suficiente siempre nos queda el arte…la segunda voz de la realidad que emerge y se nos revela.