Museum is hundreds of little worlds nested in each other as matryoshka when on a huge picture you see hundreds of lifelines and stories.
Museum is thousands of small parts: shades of rustling fabric plates, muscular legs of a beast, necklaces, buttons, ribs under the fell, curly locks of hair, orders on the lapel.
Museum is millions of strokes either small and precise to emerge the finest patterns or sweeping and fleshy to arouse desire to lick them off from the canvas.
Museum is white marble flesh, muscular and almost warm to the touch.
Museum is a quiet half-empty corridors and flying by lines of color patches until the eye stops on what touches the heart. Today museum is the Russian Museum in St. Petersburg.
Have a good day, MarrySav!)
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