On a scorched hillside or under a glass dome, one can see the green meadows in the distance, but cannot reach them. Not even the sound of his voice can be heard. He is utterly alone. Oils on canvas panel, 40×40 cm
On a scorched hillside or under a glass dome, one can see the green meadows in the distance, but cannot reach them. Not even the sound of his voice can be heard. He is utterly alone. Oils on canvas panel, 40×40 cm