Painting description

The canvas is dominated by a cool palette of greens, celadons, and milky whites, touched up with graphite scratches and brown streaks. The composition rises upward, with a lighter center and a heavy, dark stripe at the bottom, like a landscape after rain. The structure is rough, full of abrasions, scratches, and spackle marks, in places dense impasto, elsewhere a haze of glaze. The atmosphere is dreamlike, quiet, a bit melancholic. It's like a green city in the fog, and I'd like to go running there. The light is soft. I feel pensive and a certain longing, but also a quiet sense of vitality, eh. The painting could represent a map of memories, a flooded meadow, or a city map seen from underwater. Raw, yet fragile, as if about to dissolve.