March 2023
70 × 60 cm
Oil
Canvas
landscape
impressionic
Trees like flowers and I'm sitting under one of them. All of a sudden, a heavy hail storm starts along with a wave of petals. the tree's protecting me. My knees may be in muddy earth, but the delicate pinkish flowers are still as innocent and pure as if nothing is going on.
As fast as it arrives, it also clears up. The light is reaching the farthest branch with all its will. It's climbing slowly upwards, while eating shining fluffs of cherry candyfloss from that tree. Then it disappears and I miss it.