Painting “Kuldsed väljad”

The warm and abundant radiance of the golden fields melts away all fears and worries…
All that remains is love.

Free… unconditional… without expectations… the simple, juicy joy of being – that’s how I spent most of my childhood. And always in those moments, my father called me Kukitz.
In today’s world, I’ve learned to suppress myself impeccably, to limit myself, to meet expectations, and so on.
Painting frees me from these learned chains and leads me into a state I can blissfully call Kukitz.