Original artwork description:

In the center of the composition is a white polar owl, proud and completely calm. Her large amber eyes look with the slight squint of a wise predator who has already seen everything and is not surprised by anything.
The plumage is made with the most delicate watercolor transitions: snow-white with barely perceptible bluish and beige shadows, and the characteristic dark “drops” on the chest and wings almost dissolve in the light, leaving only a hint of the pattern.
The background is real magic: deep cold turquoise, purple and blue stains smoothly flow into warm ocher-pink flashes, like in an old spruce forest. The entire space is permeated with light snowfall: hundreds of tiny white splashes and dots swirl in the air, settle on a branch and melt on the dark bark, creating the feeling of a living, frosty breath of winter.
An owl sits on a curved branch dusted with the first snow, like the absolute mistress of this cold kingdom. She's at home here.

The picture leaves a feeling of silence, strength and fragile beauty of the first snowfall.

Materials used:

Watercolour

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