Angelic Quartet
Cloistered Cool, light as a cloud, soft as moss blanket, sophisticated charm..
My soul feels longevity.
Like Angels dancing their silk dance, silhouettes interlocking my body and soul with the high higher sky..
“With my wing wang waddle” I think
pretty much said it all: noble escape present and behond..
Now I shall be soul silent dashing towards my horizons.-

SOPHIA FINE modern art