A piano tinkle in an apartment just above my head. Walk from my studio along adjacent apartments. My thoughts are with my new painting. Walk in the sun. The first warm day of this spring.
The piano creates a melancholic atmosphere, which suddenly overwhelms me. While the world immerses itself into all kinds of dystopia. Stand still under that apartment and let the music notes slide past my feeling. Sadness, longing and dejection battle…
