In this picture are some of my dreams, immovable mountains, blue water of the river that cuts through the frozen snow, on the very edge of the snow island, a table with a cup of coffee that has frozen or was drunk in a hurry, the table is alone, or it is just a fragment of one episode shown, maybe there there are many more tables, but this is up to your imagination and imagination. You can say it's an open end. I will be infinitely glad if you also find your impressions and associations in this painting.
