A woman in a flowing, rainbow-colored dress adorned with flowers dances in a sunlit spring meadow with blossoming trees.

Surrealist and absurd portrait of a female figure that is waking up from a underwold holiday and welcoming the first sun rays of spring as the equinox is approaching. She wears het scars with grace. This society is not for her, she stands alone but firm. She knows her worth and her souls cravings. She longs to become who she is and to show that to the world. And nothing else. She is a sensual loving and lovely being and wears flowers in her womb. It is a funny portrait. She is dancing but doesn't hide her past hurts. It's hopefull. Light will always always conchor. Ver mais