Medium - Canvas , Subject - Abstract , Style - Lyrický , Artwork Type - Acrylic
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Description
It’s not snow, and it’s not a bouquet.
White fell here over the paint until it became a blizzard in which the flowers still cling. The eye finds no path through it. There is only density.
From a distance, a bright, shimmering wall.
Up close, dots of pigment in a layer of whiteness, a signature in the lower right corner.
For the living room, bedroom, or bright hallway. Against white plaster, the painting almost vanishes into the light, and then scatters within it.
Original.
All-over lyrical abstraction. A dense, fine layer on a light background. Close to both a blossoming crown and a blizzard, without a single tree.
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