Seascape, mountain landscape, naive art.
About dreams. I sometimes dream that I will live next to the warm sea, not just on vacation, but longer. And, probably, I would even like to be fed up with beautiful views to some extent, so that while drinking whiskey on the terrace of the villa I would say to someone "Lop-eared seven-horned claw? Yes, yesterday I saw him eating mango on the way home. Oh, well, don't to be surprised, get up quickly from your swoon and come and see. Let's open the reserve."
But in fact, I understand that most likely I will never stop being surprised.
Oil, canvas on hardboard.
