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When I was younger, I could remember anything, whether it had happened or not; but my faculties are decaying now and soon I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened.

Mark Twain

It’s about precious memories that are sometimes prone to replace reality with their brightness. Once you start cherishing them, there is a chance to arrive at a state where they become more and more incredible… Then they might get us away from the present, step by step, disturbing from living our lives… And we’ll find ourselves choked with this whimsical spiderweb, more than that - will probably turn into someone else’s memories…

50x50 (including the frame)

Japanese beads, hay, my Mum’s curtain, felt, acrylic

Wooden frame (coloring by me), pass-partout/ glass/ bracket


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