It feels like looking at the greatest masterpiece of the almighty architect who allowed us a peek at his master creation.
I usually write or post a picture. Today I will show you my drawings. All (except for one charcoal sketch of a man) are inspired by the art of Charles Dana Gibson.
Old, worn buildings always made me nostalgic. Parts of the city that weep with history and dramas. The walls that have seen both happiness and sadness. Passing time etches its lines the most beautifuly on the man made craft, on the architecture of the city. The lasting book of memoirs.
Art speaks to me very much. In fact each and every piece of art I have the pleasure to view tells me a different story.
This are my wall paintings. The flowers are drawn on a wall in a kitchen, courtesy of a little accident with hot oil, searing hot pan and shaky hands.
And this is my attempt at culinary, artsy serving of a appetizer I made. Mashed strawberry ice cubes interlayed with minced chocolate.