I've made this drawing while I was so stressed be cause I had to make a decision and I have so much work to do. This drawing is about indecision, confusion and toughs messing up like a storm, about being stuck in front of a choice you cannot make be cause time is limited and you have to give up to something.
This painting is about one of my recuring dreams. I am in the south east of a a city, next to a river. There are boats on this river. A misterious tall woman is with me. We go to the bridge to get on the other side. We go there to buy something. I remember the river. It looks like Dambovita but it is not. Is this city Bucharest, Moscow or Amsterdam.
Looking at this I am asking myself who this woman might be and where is that river