In tropics we lived aboard all year around. But in colder climate we have a hard time. Each fall we are looking for house or apartment to stay, we need to lift our boat onto beach. (The houses and marinas are so expensive, that almost everything, what we get from Irene's paintings at summer, we spent at winter for rooms and boat storage). It's so tough to pack all stuff, growing year-to-year and by hands move to warm rooms. In the spring the same song is repeating: we are packing all family goods to mountains of boxes and moving to boat. So many stupid things we have already, that first 2-3 days we cannot walk inside the boat, is no even place to sleep… So many times my darling Irene asked me: "When we will have own home? When we would have a piece of land, where I can grow flowers?" But what can I say, if I am unable to sit on one place more, than two weeks? If you cut my hand, you will not see any drop of the blood - just blue, salty water. If I live on one place to long, my blue blood starts boiling… But, of course, sometime will come time and we will settle on some place. And we will build own house. How it would be looks like? A few years ago we painted our dream house. And to make it warmer we already put our dear Koozya in our future house - you see him in window.
"Hot summer in Siberia", MichaIr, 1996, oil on canvas, 20 x 30 inches. Original USD $7,000.
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