Artist’s comment::

...thinking about the picture and asking the question: "when will they be ready for exhibition", I understand that I like the idea of incompleteness, as if it is life itself... Because if life will end, so I won't be able to paint... but until life is finished, there is much yet to do, and have a choice... In this picture of a woman in glasses, gathered up hair looks out the window at a man, he looks at her. And her heart beats red bird on the glass, wanting to escape to freedom, to spread their wings and soar along with the clouds, winds, in the arms of the sun Behind her watching her guardian angel, she never sees, but feels when he appears, he cares for her, a good support in difficult cases. A small child, scared to death, stuck between this woman and guardian angel. In the picture neither child nor an angel, and if I do will mean that they will become clear and they will see all... But life is not so, no one sees my angel (never feels besides me, no one sees me-child in addition to the ones I love, with whom I allow myself the luxury. It turns out that the incompleteness of the picture is its very end, that is the final version in the continuation of the thought. Thus, it remains alive...