Once upon a summer day there was a passionate artist painting on every blank space she find.In a dusty wall, after a rainy night ... I've found a forgotten artistic tale... days went by...  autumn arraives and the rain begines to fall. I was lucky enough the rain went soft on the backyard Artist's oil paintings  ... the wall got a little more dusty though

... I've sensed an old soul trying to define itself through every painting on the wall, but the artist's heart is a young heart...  only light and free hearts hold no age!