I dream of a sleep where the Carpathians will appear in my dreams. Their azure, their vastness, their beauty. When my lungs fill with this air—an air that can be breathed only there, nowhere else... Stepping onto the thick moss, passing through towering bilberry bushes, gazing into the distance of the boundless, ancient forest. That forest stretches in layers, both upward and downward… It feels eternal, infinite. Everything is pure and resonant.
The girl feels it all. Her body and soul are filled. Her lungs, too. A song. Straight from her soul. Straight from her lungs and lips. Now, the sounds of her song—sincere, like the very beauty of the Carpathians—flow through space and time. Three forms of beauty meet in a single moment: the beauty of the mountains, the beauty of the young girl, and the beauty of her voice.
Dynamic brushstrokes create a sense of movement—as if the painting itself is breathing, shifting between reality and abstraction. Warm pink hues embrace her face, softening her image, while bright accents and a rich variety of colors bring the painting to life. Her figure seems to merge with the space around her, where one can feel the wind and the scent of wet stone after the rain.
This work is not just a portrait—it is a hymn to nature, to its beauty, which irresistibly draws in other beauty, just like a mountain river that gains its fullness from small streams.
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acrylic paint stretched canvas
£1,568.4
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I dream of a sleep where the Carpathians will appear in my dreams. Their azure, their vastness, their beauty. When my lungs fill with this air—an air that can be breathed only there, nowhere else... Stepping onto the thick moss, passing through towering bilberry bushes, gazing into the distance of the boundless, ancient forest. That forest stretches in layers, both upward and downward… It feels eternal, infinite. Everything is pure and resonant.
The girl feels it all. Her body and soul are filled. Her lungs, too. A song. Straight from her soul. Straight from her lungs and lips. Now, the sounds of her song—sincere, like the very beauty of the Carpathians—flow through space and time. Three forms of beauty meet in a single moment: the beauty of the mountains, the beauty of the young girl, and the beauty of her voice.
Dynamic brushstrokes create a sense of movement—as if the painting itself is breathing, shifting between reality and abstraction. Warm pink hues embrace her face, softening her image, while bright accents and a rich variety of colors bring the painting to life. Her figure seems to merge with the space around her, where one can feel the wind and the scent of wet stone after the rain.
This work is not just a portrait—it is a hymn to nature, to its beauty, which irresistibly draws in other beauty, just like a mountain river that gains its fullness from small streams.
...
acrylic paint stretched canvas
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