August 2022
18 × 30 cm
Oil
Wood
impressionic
A beautiful place where white birches fade into a misty haze, where the treetops disappear into endless white, a place where I paint silently.
With the last brush stroke, the fog was gone, and so was I, and on my way back home, where everyone just got out of their beds.
🍂SOLD
This painting is already making happy someone else,
but I would be grateful for your opinion anyway!
