
I Will Remember August
Patrick Piccinelli
I Will Remember August
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Acrylic, Spray Paint on Canvas
Acrylic, Spray Paint on Canvas
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August is the intoxicating scent of days stretching out; the sweet melody of hours ticking away slowly like grains of sand in an hourglass. It is a window open onto a world bathed in light and warmth; a world where time seems suspended between dream and reality.
This month also brings the delicious feeling of anticipatory nostalgia; a sweet melancholy tinged with the awareness that each moment is precious; fleeting; and that it must be savored as one tastes the sweetest fruit of summer before it disappears into the oblivion of winter.
It is a month when memories mingle with the warmth of summer; leaving an indelible imprint on the heart; like a living painting whose colors never completely fade.
August is the intoxicating scent of days stretching out; the sweet melody of hours ticking away slowly like grains of sand in an hourglass. It is a window open onto a world bathed in light and warmth; a world where time seems suspended between dream and reality.
This month also brings the delicious feeling of anticipatory nostalgia; a sweet melancholy tinged with the awareness that each moment is precious; fleeting; and that it must be savored as one tastes the sweetest fruit of summer before it disappears into the oblivion of winter.
It is a month when memories mingle with the warmth of summer; leaving an indelible imprint on the heart; like a living painting whose colors never completely fade.




















































