Art is the stored honey of the human soul, gathered on wings of misery and travail.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Art is the stored honey of the human soul, gathered on wings of misery and travail.
Art is the stored honey of the human soul, gathered on wings of misery and travail.
Art is the stored honey of the human soul, gathered on wings of misery and travail.
