The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said: “I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected.
Paulo Coelho
I love fall, the color of the leaves, the chill in the air but I miss the beauty of spring flowers. Narcissus is one of my all time favorites.
This painting is a combination of swiping and blown effect, with the acrylic fluid formula.
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