22/01/2026
Those who remember this toy — drop a “+”! 😁
…I’m not going to comment much on it.
It will simply exist here.
Acrylic on canvas.
The stripes are there because the paint decided to run away.
It took a long time to dry.
The contrast worked.
That’s it.
Behind this toy is a very long journey.
It crossed oceans and borders, changed countries and eras, passed through decades that were anything but gentle.
It has seen too much for something so small and silent.
It survived moves, losses, long roads without stops, suitcases packed in a hurry, unfamiliar rooms, and the strange feeling of always being “on the way.”
It traveled from hand to hand, from place to place, carrying memory instead of luggage.
There is a lot of pain behind it, and just as much endurance.
But this painting is not about tragedy.
It’s about persistence.
About objects that become witnesses.
About how something fragile can last longer than circumstances, borders, or time itself.
It’s just a toy.
And at the same time — not “just” anything.