Original artwork description:

I have a canvas in front of me, and I try to capture the living breath of the garden on it. I paint roses the way I feel them - not as ideal flowers from a bouquet, but as pulsating spots of color and light. Here is a scarlet rose - rich, deep, as if it has collected the heat of the sun. Next to it are white and pink buds, their petals seem to sway, refracting the light, shimmering with a light coolness. I move the brush confidently, with wide strokes, allowing the paint to remain textured, thick, like the petals themselves under my fingers.

I leave the background dark, deep, so that the flowers flash against it brighter, as if breaking out of the green shadow. What is important to me is not an exact resemblance, but a feeling of freshness, strength, beauty that is born every morning in the garden. In these strokes is my mood, my breath, my joy of meeting the beauty of nature.

Materials used:

oil, cardboard

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