Each drawing is a full story in itself. It takes minutes to spot all the details. Continue reading “WPC – What drawing can tell”
I must admit, it’s more in my imagination then in reality. Continue reading “CFFC – Like an octopus”
It’s dark, sad and bare there. No vegetation, not a single tree. Continue reading “WPC – A view from oil field”
I had – as always – just a few short minutes to catch this phenomenon. Continue reading “CFFC – Sun like a ball”
I’ve spent all my life in one town and the same house. Continue reading “WPC – Where I belong to”
Not many of us would deny this statement: the most beloved are our children. Continue reading “WPC – Greatest love”
I have finally realized that the proper light can change an ordinary scene into a piece of poetry. Continue reading “WPC – Bring the light!”
This scene is an obvious sign that summer is soon over. Continue reading “WPC – Flying away”
If you play it really gently, you may put a baby to sleep. Continue reading “CFFC – Autumn lulleby”