At every sunset, I think of you. Not because of some sense of beauty, but simply because I become a
Charcoal and pastel on paper, 200 x 130 cm
At every sunset, I think of you. Not because of some sense of  beauty, but simply because I become a
At every sunset, I think of you. Not because of some sense of beauty, but simply because I become a
Charcoal and pastel on paper, 200 x 130 cm