Original artwork description:

"Sometimes I have a feeling that I'm not the only one who lives my life."
He said obviously disturbed.
He threaded his wet fingers through his hair and then continued the story.
“I feel like my anxiety, my anger, my fears, are not mine at all. I fulfilled ambitions of someone else. I never wanted to deal with humanitarian work.. My grandpa did. I even resent people. Well..I'm not even sure whether this idea is mine.”
He threw money on the desk nervously and disappeared in haste from the garden of the cafe.
It was a sunny Sunday morning.
By deciding to stay there I ordered one more schnapps. When the drink finally arrived, I spilled half of it very carefully on the ground right next to my feet.
Grandpa really loved it.

The painting is produced on cardboard, depth 2mm. It is a combination of acrylic colors, marker, and collage.
It will be packed and delivered by post with great care.

Materials used:

acrylics, ink, markers, paper

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