Dawn In The City
Six in the morning. The street is empty, my head is constructive and fresh. I want to jump like in childhood, but I am a respectable lady, so I skip furtively in the arch. Then, mentally I ran across the roof, looked down at the sleepy bus.
How I love early morning, and what a pity that I always sleep until eleven.
The city is graphic, especially at dusk and dawn. Feelings in the morning are simpler and more specific, therefore, the lines are clear, the shapes are geometric. Emotions are fresh, cheerful, like a combination of light colors. The blue twilight hasn’t receded yet, but there are bright orange and pink spots in the center. It is the emotion of a person who wants to live.
How I love early morning, and what a pity that I always sleep until eleven.
The city is graphic, especially at dusk and dawn. Feelings in the morning are simpler and more specific, therefore, the lines are clear, the shapes are geometric. Emotions are fresh, cheerful, like a combination of light colors. The blue twilight hasn’t receded yet, but there are bright orange and pink spots in the center. It is the emotion of a person who wants to live.
canvas
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oil
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80х90cm /
2020
3 810 USD
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