St. Petersburg
Oil on canvass, 72x61cm
An aging woman, tired, resigned, sad, carefully made up and dressed, ready for the day and the world outside, but looking at the world inside herself: - very much like the city of St. Petersburg I've met two years ago.
Below the surface dream, shallow and light, Of what we say "we feel" - below the stream, As light, of what we think "we feel" - there flows With noisless current strong, obscure and deep, The central stream of what we feel indeed. - Matthew Arnold.