It looks like an oil painting of a gothic claustrum, but, in reality, it’s a photograph - a failed photo, with very little editing, that, somehow, looks like a decent painting.
I can´t paint with oil. Actually, unlike my father, I can´t paint at all - there are dogs with far more talent for it than me. This photo proves what I COULD do with some talent for arts - and also proves what i CAN do with very little talent as a photographer.
I must understand that I am a writer - only a writer, nothing more.