Friday, November 6, 2009
Father
He had an artistic mind, he collected books and posters about visual art and artists. When I was a child once or twice he told me that I have a good sence of shape and color. Why didn't I start painting then? It is so hard to obtain those skills being adult. But perhaps this is my most important lesson of life: reinvent myself in an age when people usually not doing that. Thanks, dad. You always will be in my heart.
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