This painting is like a poem, a poem in blue. It is about chaos and peace at the same time , a sea of emotions, movement, and remembering. The dark strokes are sadness, but the blue is brighter than that —pe, strength, and renewal. It is as if you can look at your own thoughts what is happening in the picture. There is a part that might be angry, but the rest is trying to make peace. It's a scream, but somewhere in the picture it gets quieter. It feels like somebody is learning to breathe again after living in silence too long. The light in some parts of the painting feels like the sun is still shining on a hard day, even when the rain falls like a thunderstorm. This painting is more than just a piece of art,—, not always silent and most of the time not clean.