Again and again I find myself on the way to unknown, transforming realistic space into something less specific, but yet still intact in form of little marks of objects and depth of space. I keep it warm, sunlit and misty. I see a meadow by the city wild and buzzing with life, feeling the universal life force.
Woman I portrait is embodiment of desert soul, pumping heart of life, full of resilience and patience. She becomes someone new, much more like a wildflower—strong yet soft in structure, deeply caring. But this time, the interval of dedication to creating new life is also a period of dissolution and quiet metamorphosis. The mother fades for a moment only to reemerge slowly, shaped by love and challenge, carrying new wisdom in her bones and a renewed sense of self rooted deeper than before.
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Again and again I find myself on the way to unknown, transforming realistic space into something less specific, but yet still intact in form of little marks of objects and depth of space. I keep it warm, sunlit and misty. I see a meadow by the city wild and buzzing with life, feeling the universal life force.
Woman I portrait is embodiment of desert soul, pumping heart of life, full of resilience and patience. She becomes someone new, much more like a wildflower—strong yet soft in structure, deeply caring. But this time, the interval of dedication to creating new life is also a period of dissolution and quiet metamorphosis. The mother fades for a moment only to reemerge slowly, shaped by love and challenge, carrying new wisdom in her bones and a renewed sense of self rooted deeper than before.
oil
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