Художница из Италии, специализирующая на создании очаровательных портретов домашних животных в стиле Диснея. Герои её работ всегда прелестны и выглядят, как персонажи из сказки.
"Я рада тому, что на протяжении всех этих лет каждый день видела множество домашних питомцев, когда получала заказы, – говорит художница. – Я люблю животных, и вид их милых мордашек скрашивает мои дни. Рисовать их — всегда большая честь для меня".
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I did not celebrate it again. I did what I always do on holidays - I go to work. On my way home I saw early fireworks in the sky. Family were spending time together, enjoying the holiday. I was thinking of me like I never belong, or I am never a part of something social or family related. I am an introvert with social anxiety. It's beyond my comprehension, acceptance and ability. I want to belong, but when I am trying. It turns out to be so clumsy and awkward, that I am self embarrassed and guilty and disgraced. I am broken and never fixed. I was lost once and I never found myself again. Self-void. Not sad, just supid. I am Talentless Mrs Ripley. I am a mess I need five lives to fix it.
Writing this short paragraph I've just realized I can't describe in words what I want to say. I simply can't get it out of my head and express myself in words. All the frustration, fears, despair, anxiety, emotional pain stay in my head, inside of me. It slowly corrupts me, like an erosion. I walk with this dark inside of me, pretend to be okay, trying to live my life and do my best.