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Vlastimir

This year is 10 years since my brother died.

He was only 35.. but he was ill and died on brain stroke.

 

I thought I was going to die myself when he died..I loved him so immensely, my sweet baby brother..

This is in his memory.

 

This portrait depicts him in the way I always new him, pure and young and innocent although he grew older than what my painting presents.. still for me, he will forever remain like this.

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Taken on May 30, 2012