Flower No.22

All people are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field. The grass withers and the flowers fall. But the word of God remains forever. Peter 1:24,25

How many flowers have we seen in our life and we have covered them. How many flowers we pass by without paying attention to them every day. Art is for seeing and remembering. What the viewer abstracts from my paintings is the final concept. An eternity that is always beautiful in its daily repetition. And I try not to forget our flowers, our glory. Acrylic on paper 20×28 cm