Everywhere I looked there was the same lifeless grey, everything was covered by cement and asphalt like if the biggest volcano erupted thick sadness all over the city. But in the middle of that dullness suddenly I saw something different, so delicate and powerful, I couldn’t resist and I tried to grab it but I immediately stung myself with a thorn.
Initially I wanted to try grabbing it again but later something stopped me, I understood the lesson; that rose was in the right place and it had to stay there.
– Urban Rose –
Enamel on canvas
70x50x1,5cm
2010
Private collection, Gdansk PL
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