Original artwork description:

Digital photographs do not show the real extent of the quality of the work done on each drawing. DSLR cameras cannot see the full details of the colouring.

Red Roses are a symbol of love, fervent and passionate love.
I remember this well, it was late November when I discovered that one of my Crimson Roses had blossomed. I could not believe it. And I didn't want to admit that this was due more to climate change than to a gift for me from one of my beloved plants.
I stopped to think for a while about whether to pick it up and put it in a vase, safe from the frost or, before letting nature run its course, to admire it just enough to forever keep it in my heart.
I didn't have the courage to separate it from the other branches already full of buds ready to explode. After all she, the rose, had blossomed to enjoy the warm and faded Sunlight, to shine in the glory of the winter light... what right did I have to deprive her of all this?
The frost did not come and I could admire her for a long time. She was a peachy flower, she had so strongly stood the tests of Winter.
I would always go out almost exclusively to admire the rose.
Magnificent ruler of a decadent kingdom, as nature ran its course, she began to wither. And I began to miss her.
And at that point I decided what my next drawing was going to be: red roses!
By that point I still had her in my eyes and my heart. To overcome the nostalgia I felt for her, all that was left to do was to put my art at the service of her beauty.

Materials used:

Caran D'Ache Prismalo colored pencils on 220grams smooth paper

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