oil painting butterfly urticaria Painting

Butterfly in February. In February 2020, we presented our daughter with a microscope. She asked my mother to bring a dead fly from the village to look at :) Mom responded to her granddaughter's request and found a fly, a large mosquito, and even a butterfly in the pantry. And so, she brought the box to the city, and the butterfly turned out to be asleep. And from the warmth she woke up. Butterfly urticaria. She woke up and began to fly. It's an amazing feeling. Butterfly in February. I still have sparks in my head from this combination. I remember hearing the flutter of the wings at the window. I think a baa-girl. I go to the window to admire. And winter is in the window. And the butterfly hits the glass. And I tell her, honey, I'm sorry. I can't let you go. After all, you will freeze. We fed her with juicy pears. In the morning I woke up to the sound of her wings. It's so amazing, but you can hear them in the apartment. And their presence is felt. Ephemeral presence. What is this picture for me? That everything is possible to connect with each other. That there are always options. The fact that thanks to the fact that we show the brain such things as winter / snow and a butterfly, he says - not stars! It doesn't work that way. And then he looks at this wild mix and begins to build up new neural connections. While my heart aches with the beauty of the moment. And in this moment of connection there is a huge resource of love and creativity. And from one wave of a butterfly in February in Siberia, the attitude can change dramatically. New born. Here, at least a picture :)

Painting:Oil on Canvas

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:23.4 W x 17.7 H x 0.8 D in

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