reflection

One day you draw circles with two dots and a big smile, then you dream about her, the goat, she decides to draw a little painting, wipes her brush on your hand, then she will look at your eyes. The next day you paint as if you know how to do it. You don't know if you do it or the goat. You don't really know who or what you are anymore.

WorkingKlass, the goat.

by WorkingKlass made with acrylic on 300g paper