Looking outward Painting

The garden of the soul - the image may be banal, but I somehow imagined the place of the soul's existence in this way since childhood. It is such a small garden, lawn, lawn - surrounded by a dense fence of apricots, pears, apples, different bushes and flowers... all this is densely sunlit, warm... beauty... Maybe it's just an image from my childhood... My parents have something similar near their house - a garden, flowers... and you're sheltered there from prying cherries... But going from the private to the archetypal: It's as if every human being goes through such a process - a movement from the warm "inside" to the cold "outside." First from the mother's belly to the cool uncomfortable world with its tiles and linoleum, carpets and dust. Then from the strange state of childhood, in which the world seems generally good and fair - to the world big and so scary and hurtful... I also kind of vaguely recall the story of Prince Buddha, who escaped from the palace and saw how people live outside the king's fence. Also the biblical story of the expulsion from paradise...when from a warm place where smoothies flowed by themselves into your mouth you had to move to the sleeping quarters... I mean, it's not just the individual person taking this path, but all of humanity is taking this step. It's as if a state of holy pink bliss always precedes this "head-butt"... As if we are born with rose-colored glasses, and then you are politely hinted to take them off. I want to ask the question, is there a movement back? From knowledge to ignorance, from fracture to the original state? Well, the character in this picture is quietly looking out into our world from his own.

Painting:Acrylic on Canvas

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:43.3 W x 43.3 H x 0.8 D in

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