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Genre: Still life
Style: Naive / Folk art
Publication date: 2021.11.09
Throughout her childhood, my girlfriend had an airy bouquet of Lunarians on the piano. I could not take my eyes off him. I was constantly looking at it. Mother-of-pearl fragile leaves seemed just fabulous. Is it the spare wings of the night moths, or maybe the coins of the wood elves? Yes, you can find any number of uses for them. One has only to imagine. I asked: "Where did you get such beauty?" The girlfriend answered, they say, the grandmother brought from the dacha. Her grandmother also brought apples and baked fragrant pies that smelled throughout the house. And of course I was jealous of my friend. My grandmother Agrippina did not survive the blockade. But in my ideal universe, she lives in a huge cozy old house with an apple orchard, grows beautiful lunaria, bakes fragrant pies and waits for her beloved granddaughter to visit.