Impressed?

I am. Definitely. I saw the Paris collection of impressionists' paintings in the Museum D'Orsay.



Now I can die.

Pont des Arts ou... Amour?

Trip to Paris unexpectedly turned out to inspire. To motivate. To fill my head with stupidities, love and lonley walks by the Seine.



Why?

She keeps Moët and Chandon in her pretty cabinet

Combination of all-time favourite characters? Possible. Monet. Freddie Mercury. The cabinet of my inspirations and all that garbage I produce in pursue of realizing some psychodelic and unreal visions. Or mild, cliche landscapes, why not?


Claude Monet, Le déjeuner sur l'herbe