Endless colors of nature and light. He smiles immeasurably and thoughtfully ingratiatingly. The depth and airiness of fleeting summer. The multifaceted layers of winter.
The snow is tempting. There is no discord in Siberia. Severe beauty. And He writes, covering the canvases with a pattern. Filling any emptiness with love… Sincerely embracing the whole world with his gaze.
Canvas. Oil. 80x100 February 2025
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Not every meaning finds instant echoes in the storehouse of the soul, but everyone is given the opportunity to touch the string. The only question is who is tearing and who is trying to barely touch ?! Everything has its time and result ...