this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. i am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that i neglect my talents. i should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet i feel that i never was a greater artist...
this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. i am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that i neglect my talents. i should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet i feel that i never was a greater artist...
this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. i am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that i neglect my talents. i should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet i feel that i never was a greater artist...
this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. i am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that i neglect my talents. i should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet i feel that i never was a greater artist...
this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. i am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that i neglect my talents. i should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet i feel that i never was a greater artist...
this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. i am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that i neglect my talents. i should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet i feel that i never was a greater artist...
this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. i am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that i neglect my talents. i should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet i feel that i never was a greater artist...
this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. i am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that i neglect my talents. i should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet i feel that i never was a greater artist...
this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. i am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that i neglect my talents. i should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet i feel that i never was a greater artist...
this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. i am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that i neglect my talents. i should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet i feel that i never was a greater artist...