I always called them snowdrops, but it is true to say Adonis Amursky (correct, if another). I wanted to show how amazing and strong this flower is. In life, they are small, and on canvas 2 times more than my considerable fist This is pure energy that comes from under the snow in the spring, breaking through it with its strong bud compressed into a ball. Be an adonis in life if you read this!
This picture ripened in my thoughts a couple of days, then I did not write anything else, saved up energy, so to speak. Half knew what should happen on canvas, and half was an experiment, like a duel with himself. So always when you write sensually, when creativity itself flows through you, and you only direct it from daub to understandable forms. And, as a sign of a correct approach to painting, at the end of the work I want more. Fatigue is only physical, I write this post at 8:20 in the morning, I will add and sleep
It took more than 12 hours to work. And there is not a single random stroke, each thought out and harmonized.
This picture ripened in my thoughts a couple of days, then I did not write anything else, saved up energy, so to speak. Half knew what should happen on canvas, and half was an experiment, like a duel with himself. So always when you write sensually, when creativity itself flows through you, and you only direct it from daub to understandable forms. And, as a sign of a correct approach to painting, at the end of the work I want more. Fatigue is only physical, I write this post at 8:20 in the morning, I will add and sleep
It took more than 12 hours to work. And there is not a single random stroke, each thought out and harmonized.