In November, the Vltava is pensive. Hills and ruddy roofs. Fog. I associate Prague with birds hanging in the mist over the Vltava like an unceasing note. They soar, the note sounds. The Vltava slowly absorbs the sky, the city, the bridge, and the lost ship. The boat makes a spin, the birds melt into the air.
Key words: gray, orange, ochre, urban landscape, night, evening lights, old town, city, river, hill, Czech Republic, Czechia
Acrylic, tempera, oil pastel
£752.74
Loading
In November, the Vltava is pensive. Hills and ruddy roofs. Fog. I associate Prague with birds hanging in the mist over the Vltava like an unceasing note. They soar, the note sounds. The Vltava slowly absorbs the sky, the city, the bridge, and the lost ship. The boat makes a spin, the birds melt into the air.
Key words: gray, orange, ochre, urban landscape, night, evening lights, old town, city, river, hill, Czech Republic, Czechia
Acrylic, tempera, oil pastel
14 day money back guaranteeLearn more