Every time we embrace, i go to that away place...
Every time we embrace, i go to that away place...
Every time we embrace, i go to that away place...
Every time we embrace, i go to that away place...
Anna Daria Merska paints as if she wanted to adorn with her inner beauty the throne of Mother Nature. Her pictures taste like pomegranates, smell like fields of grain, woods and volcanoes. One can see in them the pure fountains and the savage inarticulate force of primal elements when they extract the joy of life out of chaos.
Emil G?uch
