For me, conscious age began when my family moved from the Far East to the Moscow region. And opposite the family dormitory where we lived was a birch grove. For me it is one of the symbols of childhood. A fine, meditative work in simple pencil on paper. Soft transitions of light and shadow build a quiet birch forest wrapped in morning haze. A winding path leads into the depths of the thicket, and a lone bird on a white trunk adds poetic breath to the sheet. The graphics convey the rustle of leaves, the coolness, and the absolute, healing silence of a solitary forest walk.
It will make your interior cosy and unique.
The work is sold unframed. Note: The graphics are usually framed with a mat and frame to protect the medium and ensure proper presentation.
Please note that colours on screen may differ slightly from the original — the monitor's setting can affect them too.
