Painting description

In the image, a fantastic creature floats, orange-rust colored, with a single blue eye and a double beak, like a bird and a mushroom in one. From its furry torso sprout cylindrical logs, and spheres orbit around it like planets. The background is greenish-sandy, the sky spills down in long streaks, and the ground fractures into geometric terraces. A vertical composition: a powerful mass on a tilted pedestal, down below a microscopic elephant—and silence. I feel a dreamlike unease, but also a sense of absurdity, a slightly weird vibe. It’s probably oil: smooth layers, precise contour, glazes, delicate sfumato. A child would say that the big eye is watching and feel a little scared. The style brushes against surrealism, a pop breeziness, a touch of the grotesque. I interpret it as a dream about looking at the world from above, and about fragility. Darn, I have the impression that this sphere is a thought that’s about to fall. There are tiny scratches, a few blotches, but that adds life—and it works.