The winds were howling, the sky is a whirlpool of menacing omens and spirits—yet the blurred, cautiously-moving figure woman strides forward on the shaking terrain, knowing all is in flux, ephemeral, incomprehensible and chaotic. It’s a lonely path forward, often devoid of real meaning, and choked with adversity; but she is still determined, brave, knowing that with true existence also comes direction and illumination, the light that could lead to hope and freedom.
© Greciuhina&Kiersh
Acrylic, oil
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The winds were howling, the sky is a whirlpool of menacing omens and spirits—yet the blurred, cautiously-moving figure woman strides forward on the shaking terrain, knowing all is in flux, ephemeral, incomprehensible and chaotic. It’s a lonely path forward, often devoid of real meaning, and choked with adversity; but she is still determined, brave, knowing that with true existence also comes direction and illumination, the light that could lead to hope and freedom.
© Greciuhina&Kiersh
Acrylic, oil
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