‘Melancholie’ by Albert György
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So moving, Nesie. The essence of grief captured in a sculpture set against a somber sky. I hope you’re doing well. Hugs.
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Your share intensely depicts grief. What an exhibit it would be in a populated highly public place, as in a mall.. I do hope your share has no bearing on your spirit, Best regards.
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The passing of time is a soothing balm, but there are still “those” days.
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So powerful! I too am navigating the process of grief.
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What a stunning work of art
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Nice!
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