Original artwork description:

Twilight birds"

Twilight.

A few minutes of pure poetry that nature offers us when the sun goes down on the horizon.

The waning light envelops the landscape in a padded coat.

The distance breaks up into a few diaphanous shadows in the center of which the colors intensify, in the vicinity of the low sun.

The birds that gather for the night give us a sumptuous aerial ballet.

Subjugated by the enchantment of these moments, we plunge into an irresistible torpor.

Night falls, silence falls, nature regains its strength and prepares for a wonderful new day.

Materials used:

palette knife

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