Painting description

A winter landscape of cool blues, grays, and chalky whites spreads across the painting. The sun's rays fan through the transparent mist, leaving bright furrows in the snow. The foreground is formed by thin bushes painted with quick etchings, and beneath them, shadows and lumps of ice writhe. In the center, a bed of frozen water, with soft folds of hills on the sides. The atmosphere is quiet and ceremonial, yet homely, as serious as a morning walk. The sun shines like a large flashlight, and everything sparkles. The style is close to impressionism; impasto and drybrush leave shimmering streaks, somehow unruly. The viewer feels the crisp coolness and simultaneous warmth of the light. This could be a painting about rest, about the moment when one's mind finally falls silent. The branches resonate in the imagination, the background fades like a memory. The eye flows from bottom to top, and I think that this white is not empty, but raw and tender at the same time.