The tedium of life in the busy
world, where only the fairy tales inspire to trust in the sunlight's
unselfish generosity, ceased to oppress me at once as I entered the art therapy class (
Modus Vivendi, psychiatric hospital, Klaipeda, Lithuania). The dull surroundings sparkle with just fantastic color here, and the ordinary things transform into the prophetic images that as put under a charm, as commit me to share the message with all. So I took my camera and
Skirmantas's ship on a chair appeared on my blog. This picture is not mine, but it became a part of me - I recognized my own dreams in the drawing.
While the lottery ticket changed the life of many, can I say the same about the picture?
What do you think?