The blue sky was dominated by the breath of civilization, the river took on a dramatic appearance, although its character remained the same. Still untamed. The tree still bravely stood on the border of two worlds and leaned back dangerously. To this day I do not know if it is due to the excess of extinguished bulbs. Maybe it was the wind of change that bent the crown of the tree, or maybe it was a cry of nature, a signal, body language. May not the last word go into oblivion.
Oil painting on thick stretcher and linen canvas, from the cycle "Portraits from the precipice"
oil linen, 3D canvaslinen, 3D canvas
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The blue sky was dominated by the breath of civilization, the river took on a dramatic appearance, although its character remained the same. Still untamed. The tree still bravely stood on the border of two worlds and leaned back dangerously. To this day I do not know if it is due to the excess of extinguished bulbs. Maybe it was the wind of change that bent the crown of the tree, or maybe it was a cry of nature, a signal, body language. May not the last word go into oblivion.
Oil painting on thick stretcher and linen canvas, from the cycle "Portraits from the precipice"
oil linen, 3D canvaslinen, 3D canvas
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