Is my face a mirror of my soul? I can see my hands, my legs, but I can not see my own face. So how can I understand what happens in me? I can take a looking-glass and see a tired man in it. And that is all. No information, only a touch of glance to the surface. I take a sheet of paper and a pencil, and every thing from inside of me begins to reflect on the smooth surface of the paper. /S.Hrapov/
04/12/2018
THIRD INTERNATIONAL EXLIBRIS COMPETITION, VARNA 2018, BULGARIA.
THIRD INTERNATIONAL EXLIBRIS COMPETITION, VARNA 2018, BULGARIA. (Certificate of Honour)
