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Wild Geese Acrylic 60×100 cm Wild geese are returning home, flying over the familiar landscape of my soul, Trosky Castle looms on the horizon, a waterfall cascades down the rocks in the foreground, a dog sits on the hill and watches the flying geese. Its companion has just shot an arrow and cut short the journey of one wild goose. It arched in pain and the man will climb down a ladder into the valley to get it, satisfy his hunger, and make a roast. The dog will gnaw on the bones. The sun is setting, and only a distant honking echoes through the valley: „Close ranks! We won't all make it home today!“