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Poland
Collage, Plastic on Plastic
Size: 16.9 W x 16.9 H x 1.6 D in
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Finally, and on our marshes there was a bar Here, even a local swamp cowboy came to me. Here again the door opens with a challenge, from the foot, I select a model so that it does not "sink" and so that they do not beat, how to behave, If this one flies again, offended by the fact that he forgot his jacket here. But on the threshold, which also did not relax, I see a duck. Passed, exuding a special smell. "Well, stink!" - someone said. The duck responds humanly: "Sucker, remember, so htony your local smells! ". And the stool climbed up at the counter: "Commander, come on, give me a little bit of vodka." The affected bartender, pouring, spoke: "You know, and you you can easily find a job in the circus. " Duck vividly animated: "Yes, we need painters in the circus? "Her intonations were a clear escalation of the conflict. I remembered what Htong is. And it was forgotten the desire to forget yourself in the comfort of this bar, where behind the counter aggressively a duck was recruited, proskrikav loudly: "Well, quack and gurgle in the mud!" Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Into the soul there all the shit, let out for steam! Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Be thou damned! The talking duck, as I was afraid, suffered: "You know, I was on the subway recently, your brother was full in the car, when two cormorants were brought there because of the distant seas. Compared with local, settled freely and loudly cackle began in his own way, about his own something. And yours, I feel, instead of "That's the borzot!" They think: "Here's how freedom they are transformed, not constrained and not used to be shy, and even in the car do not violate each other's personal space. And we're all hammered here. But nothing, Japanese is not weak There was a change, and so were we ... "At that point the duck withdrew:" The Japanese are at least funny look in a seizure fit, and not as a second grade! And you, you're marsh penguins! You are always on the heap! And that cormorant screams from need already through two "personal spaces" to scream, its plus neighbor. A sense of brotherhood brought up, wing to wing! "I corrected:" Shoulder to shoulder. " The duck turned to me: "There is something against our silence, eh?" Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Into the soul there all the shit, let out for steam! Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Be thou damned! From the stool, leaning on the wing, staggering, went to me: "Well, poured out, Here is my feather here, you need your "under the rib" ... " The bartender drove us out. It was a duck-colored season. Bluing, she said: "Meanly, causing vomiting spasms in my stomach, you defeated, moron, go, enjoy your freedom in the swamps. It is in our landscape is well inscribed with bars on the apartment windows. " This creature almost permeated its run. But I remembered the natural science: "And blasphemy you then in the warm regions chop when the cold meat begins here? " "Come on, cold ... To you with their way of life and sloppy winter stuck. " The duck-painter did not give up. And I, aired, a little bit cheered up and stopped the agonizing existence of a talking duck. Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Into the soul there all the shit, let out for steam! Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Duck-painter decided to drink a drink in the bar. Be damned, Duck-painter!
Collage:Plastic on Plastic
Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork
Size:16.9 W x 16.9 H x 1.6 D in
Frame:Not Framed
Ready to Hang:Not applicable
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Ships From:Poland.
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Dmitry Buldakov - a modern artist, based in Poland. A brilliant representative of pop-art, new-fusion and expressionism movements, who rapidly continues to gain popularity in the international contemporary art scene (Berlin, Frankfurt, Warsaw, etc.).
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