I have always wanted to start a project that is connected to my experience during my college, how I fell in love with a girl but she did not reciprocate to The Love. It was so painful. I also think of her in the middle of the night, thinking about what to do in order to get her. Here is a monochromatic self portrait of me holding the dead rose flower. I tried everything possible best to keep the rose fresh by loving and taking care of her but she never believe that I love her because of it, that the love( rose) begin to die Relating the painting to the idea of sleepless nights and nocturnal offerings in my writing above I talked about the way I used to think about the girl I loved back in my college time.
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