nóum [نَومْ]

Me, I guess it was 19 years ago, maybe 18, not sure.
Guess you can tell what serious of a fella I was back then judging by the death stare I gave the camera.

I remember back in the day I used to love going out with Jusuf into the woods.
We'd sometimes not even talk, yet we enjoyed our time there.
The quiet stare into the pure and peaceful site always made me grateful to be able to go out into the forests whenever I wanted to.
When he was no more, I began to scatter around the woods on my own from time to time, sometimes with a bottle.
So long, Chechen brother, so long.

And boy I love swimming from time to time, you know.

Thank you, friends, deeply and heartily, thank you!
Didn’t expect to have you all, even though I seem to be lacking of any material.
Very happy to have you all here, it means a lot, It really does!

My second painting, basically.
That’s it!

It is hard to believe that once lived there, never noticed how nice it was back then.
It feels as if this was a different life of a different person.
It may be a big graveyard now.
Once some of those fields were filled with berry trees, apples, quince and pears, mint bushes and much more.
They got burned, a big part of those hills were, buried are some bodies around the place.
Not to say that it ruins any hope for a better future for the place, some of those untouched sites still give me hope, I know I may never witness the place the same way, but somewhere deep down remains a shallow lying hope, which I heartily despise.

And sometimes it seemed as if seeing dreams was but a privilege for those who can feel: he who is gifted with the ability to convey whatever there is within into this precious fleeting and forgetable nothingness is blessed, I believe.
So much unconscious effort for a precious and fragile pile of nothingness.
Even dreaming has a price.

One of my first paintings: I never learned how to paint, nor how to draw, so it might look a bit rough at some parts, unfinished maybe even.
Why is she Etruscan ?
Well I didn’t overview none to know nothing of what this means.
Just an attempt to depict what an Etruscan young woman would look like, maybe.