A real painter
How did a kid who drew comic books in Békéscsaba find himself exhibiting/selling out his paintings on the other side of the world in Art
How did a kid who drew comic books in Békéscsaba find himself exhibiting/selling out his paintings on the other side of the world in Art
I’m a firm believer in old souls and past lives. Some of us – not all of us, but some of us – have been
There are days when I’d cry at the sight of a cat crossing the road, or an episode of Coronation Street, or a Guinness advert.
I dislike the mindlessness induced by social media. I loathe the barrage of advertisements I’m subjected to when I engage with it. And I resent