... It`s like the woods are talking in riddles, whispering secrets, poetry I can feel, but can’t understand. Words stroking my ears and heart. I feel saved and loved there. I don’t try to understand, my perception is emotional not intellectual. I feel like I am in love and the trees are singing for me. I am surrounded with the beauty of pure nature. That’s what I am expressing in these paintings. It is not a depiction of the forest, but an expression of a love story.
Series of paintings, visualy describing the emotional condition of my soul