• Acrylic on Canvas
  • 76 x 76 cm
  • 2017

We can’t know when love find us, maybe it becomes true when we start to see the world in our childhood and maybe when we realize that we arrive the last stop after many memories lived. Giving importance the time maybe makes our expectations bigger. When we catch true love, it wraps us tightly as if it has arms. Maybe, it goes without any reason and its memories remain for us. It is like melancholic love story sprouting under a rain of tears.