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The pain in painting. Khen Shish.

The pain in painting. Khen Shish.

As one

As one

“Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people…

Its just me and my Botticelli

Its just me and my Botticelli

Morning style :)

Morning style :)

Is it you who watching me?

Is it you who watching me?

Leave your heart open for me.

Leave your heart open for me.

Its me who waiting, Who want to cross the ocean for you. Wait for me.

Its me who waiting, Who want to cross the ocean for you. Wait for me.

I’m waiting for you. Till the end of time.

I’m waiting for you. Till the end of time.