imagination has no limits " - part of the cycle "One year" 2021
The winter months have always prompted me to
find my warm and cozy place, from which I can gaze at the piling snow. It is
cold outside, most of the day is dark and gloomy, only the snow seems to glow
and create some abstract subspaces.
The person is locked in a warm place and
surrounded by warm light. The feeling is one of purity and calm, of a moment
suitable for reflection. Coziness is inside that person, who is a cosmos with
its own forces and laws, imagination has no limits.