Mixed media (acrylic, oil, contour).
Years passed ... The girl grew from a duckling - instead of a swan - turned into a bird incomprehensible to parents, a little resembling a noble white angel. Since that day, plans and hopes have been crumbling.
And now, after a while, the long journey of this destroyer began.
The first thing that had to be resisted was hurricanes and storms, fires that burned out the soul, then it was necessary to learn how to climb the mountain without insurance. But there was always one memory of this girl - as her little father taught him to play chess and think through his moves. So it became in the way the main tool, to think, analyze, not to give up.
She kept walking, walking, walking .. There were fellow travelers, there were friends, there were predators and those who needed to be rescued. There were forests, fields, flowers and endless oceans. There were fogs closing the road. With each move on this chess field of life - the girl moved further and further away from her path. And at some point, everything changed. She saw something resembling the sun in the distance. It was a burning, but pleasant feeling of light from within. It came to the realization that this Long Path had not even had a specific goal before that point — where to go. The goal was only one, to go forward, trusting the elements of nature and fate itself.
You can and should turn off your road, because it is there that hints where to move further, but the main thing is always to listen, feel and understand the hints of life.
The path of this girl apparently unfinished, and the girl has already grown. So now there is a new stretch of the Long Way to meet the light. And the stars - these are our dreams - they will show the way and light the way in the dark at night sometimes.
