You know Shah Jahan, life and youth, wealth and glory, they all drift away in the current of time. You strove therefore, to perpetuate only the sorrow of your heart? Let the splendor of diamond, pearl and ruby vanish? Only let this one teardrop, this Taj Mahal, glisten spotlessly bright on the cheek of time, forever and ever.
|Subject||∅ 50 mm (1,96“), Aquarell|
|Paper||300g Water Color Paper|
|Dimensions||20 × 20 cm|