Still Life with Violet and Lemon is my new painting, oil on canvas. Love the dark violet hues of the flower, reflecting blues from the sky and reddish stems with dark green leaves.S ky was blue and vibrant colors trembled as I set the still life to paint…..
Time of Peonies, oil on canvas, 2021
It’s been one of those mornings, when light is bright and garden is still calm, like enveloped in the mist of the night just passed and the blossoms of colorful flowers appear after the dark of the night to celebrate the day. Complete solitude is needed to enter the code of color world, walking down the garden feels like entering trough portals of eternal beauty. Picking flowers for a bouquet is a meditative task and as I’ve been picking the first peonies of the season I’ve remembered how happy I’ve been planting these pale pink peonies and how long have I waited before thy started to blossom. Their sweet scent of early summer each June gives me joy and makes me want to paint them in all their gorgeous beauty, so fragile and short lived, but year after year appearing in the corner of the garden, near a small Japanese maple.
Early Spring Still Life is a small format oil on canvas painting. Basically I am working on some bigger projects right now and my studio is full of paintings in progress. Which I absolutely love, although one project specifically is giving me some troubles! Yet the early spring sun of February is already bright and the hyacinth is popping out on the window. With all the oil colors already on my palette I just had to set a quick composition to paint it immediately, just because all those colors were stunning. Look at the pink baby roses, they by a miracle survived this winter and are flowering in the garden even now! And then the purple hyacinth bulb with emerging green stems! Painting this small canvas really felt like playing with the composition, colors and emerging into the ocean of bright morning sunlight, almost giving me energy as I’ve proceeded. It’s been almost a year since we all have felt a sort of entrapment due to pandemics. I believe this could be the reason this spring is bringing so much promises. And just this are the feelings I’ve wanted to capture here…..
The mystery of things? I have no idea what mystery is!
The only mystery is there being someone who thinks about mystery.
When you’re in the sun and shut your eyes,
You start not knowing what the sun is
And you think a lot of things full of heat.
But you open your eyes and look at the sun
And you can’t think about anything anymore,
Because the sun’s light is worth more than the thoughts
Of all philosophers and all poets.
The light of the sun doesn’t know what it’s doing
So it’s never wrong and it’s common and good.
Fernando Pessoa
May bouquet, painted obviously in May, in the spring of 2020, that has changed so profoundly the world we know. Yet, no matter what, the spring does come each year.
Each year makes me particularly happy to see our old garden phyladelphus is starting to bloom. Sweet scent of hundreds white little stars wraps up the garden, sun is getting warmer and in a couple of days first purple iris-es open, usually accompanied by the roses.
I guess each gardener will recognize that feeling one gets just after picking the fresh flowers to make a bouquet. Bringing all those flowers inside, one needs to find a vase big enough to display all the colors just brought in. And as you put the bouquet on the table to watch the flowers closely, even, so to say, with an inner eye, then you can see the spring avakening, bursting and flowering after a long winter. Looking closer it seems almost like flowers are dancing, moving around each other, just to reach sky and to blossom into the spring. It is a sort of vertigo like feeling. Remembering when the last spring took part one gets almost absorbed into all the colors and patterns of nature bursting into spring again.
So here it is, my May bouquet. Please, have a close look at the flowers from my garden and feel the vertigo of all the colors of a new spring……
By the Window, oil on canvas painting was made this spring. I’ve visited an old building, quiet a special place. A window with white curtains was opened in the kitchen, sipping first spring sunlight into a rather dark place. And the flowers on the old blue table seemed even brighter, sending joy of spring into modest hose…….
New painting, just finished still life painting, White Roses on my Window, oil on canvas, 50x70cm.
Currently working hard on a special project, yet this crisp white roses bouquet was just too appealing painting motif to let it fade away…..now back to my project 😉
Snowdrops are among the first flowers of spring in our country. No matter how cold the winter might be, they would find their way to show up, always. Each spring snowdrops paint whole white carpets under trees .What a view!
But there is much more diversity in these uniformly white galaxy as one could assume at a first glimpse.These white flowers may change shape,their pattern is far from uniform,mutations provide new shapes. But the sad truth is all these variants are mostly not stable in nature. So it actually is a hard work to cultivate a Galanthus nivalis cultivar of even a slight difference. And the good news? Once stable form will propagate with bulbs-by means of Fibonacci sequence which means:0,1,1,2,3,5,8,13,21,34,55,89 etc!
Anyhow, the first snowdrops bouquet each year brings the promise of warmer times to come. Tiny flowers themselves make just a small bouquet that doesn’t last much time, so flower shops usually don’t keep them. It was quite a surprise as I got a small white galanthus bouquet, nicely wrapped in red paper! I painted this still life immediately, presenting white flowers in red paper in crystal glass vase. Definitely a Galanthomania of my own!!!!
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