There is one of the paintings from the series "Under the Cover of Heaven."
One can write poems and compose symphonies about each cloud, with its fleeting life, with the elusiveness and uniqueness of its forms. As in the life of every phenomenon and every creature, they have a particular time, a unique state, a special gentle spirituality - on the border of summer and autumn.
On fine August evenings above a clear, transparent horizon in golden-fawn tones, for some reason, they always stretch out as a long, even ribbon, illuminated from below and bordered on top by a deep gray color. But above me, in the heights, there is an incredible pink pearl, filled from within with the even radiance of the setting sun. It disappears, melts before our eyes, dissolving in the calm blue serenity of the sky and leaving in the heart delight in front of the unsteady, elusive, ever-changing Beauty of the World.
oil paints, stretched canvas
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There is one of the paintings from the series "Under the Cover of Heaven."
One can write poems and compose symphonies about each cloud, with its fleeting life, with the elusiveness and uniqueness of its forms. As in the life of every phenomenon and every creature, they have a particular time, a unique state, a special gentle spirituality - on the border of summer and autumn.
On fine August evenings above a clear, transparent horizon in golden-fawn tones, for some reason, they always stretch out as a long, even ribbon, illuminated from below and bordered on top by a deep gray color. But above me, in the heights, there is an incredible pink pearl, filled from within with the even radiance of the setting sun. It disappears, melts before our eyes, dissolving in the calm blue serenity of the sky and leaving in the heart delight in front of the unsteady, elusive, ever-changing Beauty of the World.
oil paints, stretched canvas
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