Peasants’ Love and Heaven Birds
I have so many of old, broken, crashed, forgotten, dropped, trashed dolls. I am collecting them, because they remained me people, damaged by Life, Love, and so... and still able to bring joy for someone like me. I am giving them second life; they become great messengers in my art, or rather say, substitute certain people I can’t show in my art.
Two that sitting on a box were married for quiet time and now he is divorcing for a new and much younger girlie that is sitting on a table. And if you look at the first wife you easy can recognize that she is damaged by ….
Yeeeeeeh… Love makes as that way!