In the world of art, there has long been a paradoxical situation: that which has no depth is often placed on a pedestal.

We are surrounded by works devoid of meaning, but clothed in lavish words and inflated price tags. Mass recognition turns art into a commodity and superficiality into the norm.

Real art is not a colorful shell and loud statements, but the ability to touch the soul, evoke emotions and make you think.

The unjustified value of imaginary art only overshadows true creativity, which sometimes remains in the shadows, without loud advertising, but carries the sincere magic of inspiration.

“Smoke, like a light trail of thoughts, carries away the burdens of the soul, leaving behind only purity and peace.”