The quiet flow of water beneath winter’s stillness, where deep blues carve paths through silence and light. Golden touches rise like sun on frozen surfaces — a reminder that even in the coldest pause, movement and renewal persist. It is less a scene than a state of being — a reflection on time’s flow, how even in the coldest silence, the sun insists on return.
The quiet flow of water beneath winter’s stillness, where deep blues carve paths through silence and light. Golden touches rise like sun on frozen surfaces — a reminder that even in the coldest pause, movement and renewal persist. It is less a scene than a state of being — a reflection on time’s flow, how even in the coldest silence, the sun insists on return.
Canvas 100 x 80cm.
Acrylic paint, golden leaf.
