Globos
You let me go, asking for a wish—yet who listens to my wishes? I release them, offering them to heaven. The world is often unfair to balloons— so fragile, so fleeting. But one day, I will fall into your yard and you will see that it was not the balloon that was lost, but the person who had to let it go.
You let me go, asking for a wish—yet who listens to my wishes? I release them, offering them to heaven. The world is often unfair to balloons— so fragile, so fleeting. But one day, I will fall into your yard and you will see that it was not the balloon that was lost, but the person who had to let it go.
You let me go, asking for a wish—yet who listens to my wishes? I release them, offering them to heaven. The world is often unfair to balloons— so fragile, so fleeting. But one day, I will fall into your yard and you will see that it was not the balloon that was lost, but the person who had to let it go.
36” x 30”
Mixed Media On Canvas
Artist: Ivan Falero