There is a tide in the affairs of men, they say. They probably didn’t hear the storm in her heart. What the men and women stirred, the birds calmed.
What use are all the fineries when the heart is at war with oneself? Did the fuchsia on her clothes and the blue on her eyes really hide the grey in her innards?
Longing for something that doesn’t exist is bittersweet - there is always hope but no fulfilment. Isn’t fulfilment a farce? Isn’t all of life’s purpose to strive for something that isn’t there?
There is a tide in the affairs of men, they say. They probably heard the storm in her heart. And that is why, they are named after women.
Material: Ceramic plate with a digital print
Weight: 800 grams
Pack Content: One plate, a display stand, a pre-fitted wall hook and a card with the story about the plate
Diameter: 10 Inches