August 2023
75 × 65 cm
Oil
Canvas
landscape
A spiral of branches bathed in the setting sun in the crown of our majestic pine, and I'm down there under the tree with the other ants looking at that beautiful scenery together.
The intensity of the sun slowly increased and moved up until it finally glowed in a red light on the last twigs at the very top.
If I were an ant, I'd go watch it every night, and sometimes I'd climb up there to keep up with the sun.
