Paper, watercolor, 28.5*38 cm. 2023
160 $

A typical November in the middle strip primarily steals light and color. The sun is a rare guest, so there are no special shades. Gray and damp.

But there is an abundance of shades of gray: from white, almost silver, to black. And there is also the damp coldness. But there is beauty and the graphic nature of bare tree branches with their rhythm and plasticity. The mistiness of the water, which enhances the silence, taking away the last crumbs of warmth and sunlight.

And in some places, there is already fluffy first fallen snow, from which withered grass sticks out. There is a lot of sadness and silence in this, but also tranquility for connoisseurs.