They, Firat Yesiltepe

They, Firat Yesiltepe

Original oil painting on canvas.

It was awful, actually not that cold, but it was freezing cold. I was going, trip. It's like meat in a cold butcher. Forget it. I like buses, the back is the safest, not everyone can get there, not many people can come there. that day was empty anyway, what a lucky day it was now. it was the cold operation of a system, I was on the bus, the city bus, they were going from place to place. purposeful or not. this exam was empty, it was like ice, even if it was colder than ice, no, that's it, it's like ice. they from here to there, the others from here to there, intentional, patrural. It was the beginning of the very bad. The back of the old type buses is warm, the engine is there, go there, you will get hot, you will be protected a little. straight.

Firat Yesiltepe