WILLOW TWIG

I saw a blooming willow at the end of February during a stop at a gas station. I remember this moment very well: as if I woke up happily after a long winter sleep and was delighted. Everything around was still gray and tired of the cold, and only the old sprawling willow tree bloomed with tender fluffy bud flowers, promising the hope that there would again be sun, warmth and flowers around, that spring would come. I chose a composition in the form of the Latin letter «V» like victory, which enhances the hidden theme of this painting. This small-sized artwork is painted in thin brush strokes that convey a sensual texture and volume of each bud flower, and in the background color there is a ray of sunlight shining through a still gray sky.

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