Windows

Emotions without control “When I look at the profile of a mountain, the flow of a river, the splendor of a tree, I long for serenity and ask to return to nothing. My thinking becomes murky and emotions are out of control, so they are even turned into stone and tears. I can't help it, the blue of the sky has seduced my pupils. ”(Rufino Mesa)

Detail: eyes and neck slightly turned west.