20 × 30 cm
It was just a moment of sun orange lining almost drained lake. I stood in the mud, as close to the water as possible, with a strong gust of wind blowing from the lake and tossing my things into the mud all around. I managed to prevent my canvas from falling of the easel.
It got dark soon, and the water was like an enchantment. I was very muddy but happy weirdo.