Many people say that they remember his life from the age of 4 or later. But I remember myself and the world around me with 9 months of birth. Sometimes I tell her funny stories from my life. But she resenting said that I can't remember that someone told me that. So at this time. I was 9 months old when mom left me in the trough on the porch, doing chores around the house. I am tired of sitting in the trough and decided to examine his surroundings, I leaned over the edge of the tank and fell off the porch into the mugs. For the entire body, the landing was soft, but the little finger on his left hand was still damaged. Obviously, it was my first shock I started to remember from now on. This case is very often pop up vision in my head, and to get these images, I decided to draw on the canvas.
Location of the painting:
Almaty
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