A beautiful vision. I believe it was the most beautiful vision and energy I was allowed to ever paint and finish so far. A beautiful and complete fulfillment. But without actions there is no worth in words. What a deja-vu this is. Like seeing the same face all-around, before and after. A goodbye, a fear and then a new face. Yet, the story is all there; right in everyone‘s faces. Present, but with a painting like this one, one can never forget the true start of a fire. The eyes were supposed to be green in the end but I got swept away by the world around me and they turned into brown. However, the moment it was finished I was the happiest and I said: “If this is not for me, then I hope this is for someone else in this world. It is beautiful.” And with these words I end my writing and let it grow by itself.