Original artwork description:

In honor of my mother, a big lover of figs. Tasty, very sweet fruits of extraordinary beauty. Outside, violet-blue with stitches, as if clothed in the night sky, hide in themselves a bright, but at the same time tender and fragrant pulp. I want to hold these fruits in my hands, look at them, stroke them on a silky skin, there is something in them that makes them especially attractive. Figs are said to be the oldest cultivated plant on earth, it was its leaves that Adam and Eve used to cover up nudity. Since ancient times, people admire this magnificent fruit, which, unfortunately, loses its bright paint so quickly, because it is almost not kept ripped off. So I was overtaken by inspiration when I looked at the figs brought home for breakfast. I wanted to capture its mysterious and alluring beauty, breakfast was postponed, and I grabbed for the colors. It is so important to be on time!

Materials used:

oils, streched canvas

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