Original artwork description:

I painted this piece on one of those days when autumn feels especially generous with its colors. I wanted to capture its breath — that bittersweet richness and the sense of beauty fading away. In front of me stood a large ceramic vase filled with wildflowers — slightly wilted, yet still glowing with the last warmth of the season.

My brushstrokes came freely, almost instinctively: ochres, deep reds, purples, a touch of blue — all blending together like wind through the leaves. I wasn’t aiming for precision or form, because what mattered most in this bouquet was movement, light, and the shimmer of life about to pass into winter.

To me, these flowers are a memory of the summer gone by — of fleeting moments that can’t be reclaimed, only preserved on canvas. Each layer of paint is like a breath, a confession of love to autumn and its tender melancholy.

Materials used:

Oil paints.

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