It’s a pity that a horse is kept in a stable all day long. A horse has to run! A horse has to smell the breeze in the green field What about me? Now I am locked in customs and rules made by men? I want to run too and feel the fresh air in the endless field. I want to walk among the stars at in the middle of night without worries

Material- Acrylic and beads on canvas

Size- 27cm X 22cm

Date- 2017