An ordinary setting, words that seem so everyday. And yet, for just two people, time has slowed its breath and the world around them has faded away.
Anticipation, waiting… Nothing about her gives it away to anyone else. Only one person can catch the slightest hint in her movements, read between the lines, notice the flutter of her eyelashes.
It is that moment when time seems to slow, and anticipation gradually wraps itself around everything, like mist.
Original
Oil on canvas
50 × 70 cm
An ordinary setting, words that seem so everyday. And yet, for just two people, time has slowed its breath and the world around them has faded away.
Anticipation, waiting… Nothing about her gives it away to anyone else. Only one person can catch the slightest hint in her movements, read between the lines, notice the flutter of her eyelashes.
It is that moment when time seems to slow, and anticipation gradually wraps itself around everything, like mist.
Original
Oil on canvas
50 × 70 cm
