Sculptural hybrid, birch bark, tempera...I will call it primordial Russia....The dark times are coming to an end. The soul opens up, and it becomes incredibly warm inside. And you plunge into this long-forgotten world. To the world where the fern blooms, where the Bright Gods keep the fields and oak forests, where the spirits of nature live in forests, stones and grasses...Russ are waking up...The future of Russia is filled with sunshine....Something like that.