Empty Eyes

I used to take part in many artists fairs, markets, carnivals, open days and so on.  The sight of people continuously passing by with their empty eyes and tight lips was heartbreaking. No, there were some friendly and interested looks, but still… Maybe many sought the art was a waste of time altogether. Maybe they really hated my style, maybe they felt sorry they didn’t do anything creative in their life. I shouldn’t judge them too harsh as I probably often have the same gaze passing by other artists demonstrating their work… I’d hide my feelings even if I really like what I see. It’s cold, cold world…

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