June 2022
30 × 30 cm
Oil
Wood
landscape
impressionic
Time of the red sun was on, and I couldn't get over the labyrinthes of shine.
Disappointed, that my morning struggling had brought only "rotten fruit," I began to slowly clean up the dirty brushes.
Then the sun was higher in the sky and his shine got cooler, and I saw a whole new fresh inspiration. So, at least, I finished the second painting that day with success, but my conscience kept returning to this unrisen sunrise.
So the alarm clock for 4:20 a.m. was set again, and I could finish what I started yesterday. Painting on multiple occasions is complicated, but for once, even that went great and the sunrise was captured.
