Time goes by and when one has paintings in the corner of the studio, at a visible place, it might happen that the temptation comes to add something. Again and again.
Until an old work becomes a new painting.
The glorious moment of satisfaction comes,
when there is no such temptation anymore.
Everything is perfect.
The Boy With A Yellow Ball
(previously Eye Of The Sun, for example)
2017, oil on linen
100 x 120 cm