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For Lesia Orzesia - Pinocchio and Peter Pan

This my picture "For Lesiu With Love" is very unusual for me. Unusual in the sense of time. Painted in that style when I was 15 years. Then, when they first discovered oil paints and canvas. My first oil painting (I have it today) presents Pinocchio, made in Russia. I got it from Christopher Robin, when I was 15 years. Today, unfortunately, is no longer the nose, somewhere had to come off in the course of our joint trips. Pinocchio is my weight plastic (such job twaju mac), and wearing my udziergane knit wear. He took it with him everywhere, wandered with me almost the whole of Europe and some of the world. As I was a kid I loved the story of Geppetto and Pinokiu . This wooden puppet gave me courage and hope for me was that there is always a chance for salvation and rebirth. Though I am opposed to Pinocchio told the truth, and it is telling the truth to me in a continuous wpakowywało trouble. I remember when I heard my Mother of times, telling an untruth, it was surprised that her donkey ears do not grow. I still watched and waited for this magical moment. When I finally realized that telling the truth is not indicated, it was too late for me, talking non-truth, turned out to be even more torturous than telling the truth. It was too late for me to be creative globed called a lie. It was not until I started composing imaginary stories, I began to make a lot of satisfaction, especially with my observation of people listening to the tall stuff. But it was not lying or cheating with premeditation, it's just my imagination need to departure.
Returning to the picture 'for Lesia Orzesia' creatures on it are true and colors too. Lesiu asked me he painted his beloved creatures. I guess now will go to the forest to India. And so the word became flesh. It is a medium sized image on canvas with dimensions of 70cm x 50cm. Painted the Rembrandt brand acrylic paints (I think one of the best) with a minimum admixture of oil or Rembrandt brand.

I hope that Peter Pan will always be alive in Lesiu Orzesiu and that Lesiu never let him sleep in oblivion for good.

"If growing up Means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up! Not me! "
- JM Barrie (Peter Pan)

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