Witness the Stillness #6 10"x8" | All Art Works Gallery
“Witness the Stillness” is available at www.allartworks.com
10" x 8" | Oil on Canvas
The collection "Witness to Stillness" has been created during February 2021.
I love winters. And I feel so sorry for those people, who hate it and instead of celebrating its stunning beauty, they regretfully imagine all they are missing: the palms and the beaches....
To me, the winter has its magical intriguing spirit whispering to me. And I drop everything, even my studio music, and I stay still. To listen.
It is the season, perhaps along with the late autumn, immensely enriching my soul. The time feels frozen, slowing all the rushing and overcrowded schedules. I am present as never before.
I Love to walk barefoot on the snow.
Quietly.
Feeling it with every cell.
I am connected.
I am now rooted.
I feel you and your spirit.
“Witness the Stillness” is available at www.allartworks.com
10" x 8" | Oil on Canvas
The collection "Witness to Stillness" has been created during February 2021.
I love winters. And I feel so sorry for those people, who hate it and instead of celebrating its stunning beauty, they regretfully imagine all they are missing: the palms and the beaches....
To me, the winter has its magical intriguing spirit whispering to me. And I drop everything, even my studio music, and I stay still. To listen.
It is the season, perhaps along with the late autumn, immensely enriching my soul. The time feels frozen, slowing all the rushing and overcrowded schedules. I am present as never before.
I Love to walk barefoot on the snow.
Quietly.
Feeling it with every cell.
I am connected.
I am now rooted.
I feel you and your spirit.
“Witness the Stillness” is available at www.allartworks.com
10" x 8" | Oil on Canvas
The collection "Witness to Stillness" has been created during February 2021.
I love winters. And I feel so sorry for those people, who hate it and instead of celebrating its stunning beauty, they regretfully imagine all they are missing: the palms and the beaches....
To me, the winter has its magical intriguing spirit whispering to me. And I drop everything, even my studio music, and I stay still. To listen.
It is the season, perhaps along with the late autumn, immensely enriching my soul. The time feels frozen, slowing all the rushing and overcrowded schedules. I am present as never before.
I Love to walk barefoot on the snow.
Quietly.
Feeling it with every cell.
I am connected.
I am now rooted.
I feel you and your spirit.
