Shkhelda glacier #3

Watercolor от cotton paper.
Shkhelda glacier, Elbrus region.
I really like the expression “glacier tongue”. It seems that the glacier is something alive, and in order to touch its tongue, you need to climb into the mouth of a terrible giant. I was lucky enough to do this, to stand among the roar and roar of crumbling stones, the sound of water and wind at the forked tongue of Shkhelda. In this work, through the plastic lines of ice, I left not the very movement of a huge block, but its trace, its presence.