Oh, beautiful frost, I sing an ode to your modesty, because no one still knows what your name means. It is wonderful: it has a frosty crunch and rainy melancholy, frozen crystals and a droplet suspension.
Your arrival sounds like an alarming harbinger of future cataclysms and the hope that they will not come, that something terrible, unknown, and unwanted will blow us away. You are like a light curtain, a thin border of the past, in which there is everything and there is nothing...
Price: original 970 $ digital replica 150$
Size: 500х600х20 мм
Technique: canvas, oil
Year of creation: 2015