This year's "House of Building Blocks" is like a painting, I can't tell whether it is watercolor or crayon. Linear combinations,
but with layers, such as smoke. Yes, the memory is picturesque, beautiful and warm.
Memories of his life: childhood innocence - youth without guessing - youth falling in love - middle-aged daughter - old age loneliness. With each next layer, the chord deep in memory is plucked. The house was buried under water, so it had to be raised one by one like playing with blocks. But the memory is gradually enriched, because an item, a scene, will be opened. A person's life is like a lonely beacon in the vast sea. There is nothing more fortunate than being able to have a good memory before being submerged by the rising sea (or the long river of time).
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