Pacification. Harmony. Life.
Awe and reverence are whispered in the air, as if the sea itself knows the greatness that is about to unfold. The fireball slowly floats to meet the horizon, casting a flickering light on the sea surface, reflecting the entire kaleidoscope of colors of the celestial canvas. Salty waves kiss the shore, their rhythmic dance rivals the symphony of color in the sky. Time ceased to exist, all worries dissipated at this very moment. In the face of such greatness, you feel connected to something unearthly, immaterial...
I sincerely hope that my painting will find resonance with your worldviews, inspire and give you peace in times of uncertainty and sadness.
with love and best wishes, Anastasia Syukhina
The work was written with the support of S. A. Brusilov, for which I thank him very much!
Awe and reverence are whispered in the air, as if the sea itself knows the greatness that is about to unfold. The fireball slowly floats to meet the horizon, casting a flickering light on the sea surface, reflecting the entire kaleidoscope of colors of the celestial canvas. Salty waves kiss the shore, their rhythmic dance rivals the symphony of color in the sky. Time ceased to exist, all worries dissipated at this very moment. In the face of such greatness, you feel connected to something unearthly, immaterial...
I sincerely hope that my painting will find resonance with your worldviews, inspire and give you peace in times of uncertainty and sadness.
with love and best wishes, Anastasia Syukhina
The work was written with the support of S. A. Brusilov, for which I thank him very much!