Memories from the island of Bali. At 4 o'clock in the morning, a small group climbed 8 km uphill to meet the dawn on Mount Batur. But at the top, glimpses of a dormant volcano caused an impression and vivid emotions. Breathing pushed out magical lava in glimpses of iridescent hues and whispered melodies of strength and power. After many years, an irresistible desire to see the beauty of the volcano again made me put the energies on the canvas. This1
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