Black Sun ● White Bird

25x25cm Wood, acrylic 2018 The eternal struggle between the light and the dark side within one soul. The true path is always difficult. When the sun hides, you wander in darkness, losing hours and days of the week, forgetting to count your steps. There are days when darkness fills everything, replacing even the sunlight, but it cannot penetrate the white armor. When your eyes adjust to the darkness, lights become visible; they laugh and shine, dispelling the gloom with their flickering light. My heart beats steadily beneath my ribs, wings grow from my bones, I will follow the lights as long as my sun is in the shadows.