Once while going on a sketch in the outskirts of the village in the backyards and gardens, I met a fox. The fox played with me. He hid behind haystacks behind small hay, and at my approach he hid behind a farther haystack. It was twilight. This fox regularly stole chickens from the nearest yards, as I saw his prey, only the feathers remained.
Exhibitions:
2021 Personal exhibition "Where does the Motherland begin" Chamzinka Museum of History and Local Lore. The Republic of Mordovia.
Oil
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Once while going on a sketch in the outskirts of the village in the backyards and gardens, I met a fox. The fox played with me. He hid behind haystacks behind small hay, and at my approach he hid behind a farther haystack. It was twilight. This fox regularly stole chickens from the nearest yards, as I saw his prey, only the feathers remained.
Exhibitions:
2021 Personal exhibition "Where does the Motherland begin" Chamzinka Museum of History and Local Lore. The Republic of Mordovia.
Oil
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