My painting anh Mykonos

When you enter middle age, there is one world ahead you and another one behind you, and in both of them there are laughter and tears, the real, the conscious, the unconscious and the boundary where dreams begin.
I remember the games of my childhood on the paved floors, on the stone benches, o the staircases, on the stone walls, on the sand, under the sun and the stars of Mykonos, where I always said...

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