October 2022
30 × 45 cm
Oil
Canvas
landscape
impressionic
I was taking tram through the Prague fog for a quite some time only to find that my yesterdays fog expectations had been exceeded and the place I had planned would be described by a white canvas the best.
I didn't lose hope, on the contrary, it seemed to grow with the fog. I walked over a long railway bridge over the Vltava river and it was unreal. Only two white swans and otherwise infinity white all around.
I found a place, but wasn't sure about it, when a bright circle pancake peeked through the mist. I dropped the anchor and moved no further.
Soon the fog began to rise.
