The black heart

Box #4

The black heart. Even we want to admit or not, at least once in our lives we suffered. From vary reasons:  from hurting your finger to break-ups and loosing someone dear….you fill the list. The point is that the tears that we let out to clean our soul. Tears that later became flowers. So, here it is, the tear – flower box. Size: L=6.5 cm, H=4 cm.

     

Sucking life

Why do we lose ourselves? Who sucks the life from us? Why are we killing ourselves? Hard questions, because we are the answer. The answer is us. Is in us.
We are carrying it on our back. And that’s why I painted this t’shirt on the back, in the hope that when we turn our back the others will see. Will see themselves.

 

Going out

As I told you, the eye is on the t’shirt!
And the back side is finished, now working on the front side!
Happy Happy Joy Joy!