The narrow and hidden bay of Balaclava is always calm. As a rule, storms in the open sea rarely disturb the water surface and peace of this bay. But there are rare days when the wind blowing from the mountains hits a small closed port town. Waves are rising, the sea is raging, boats are actively rocking and creaking. Peace is disturbed. On such rare windy days, everyone tries to hide at home, the city is empty. And even the seagulls, perplexed in indecision, freeze on the pier, as if pondering whether to take off…
The painting is made with professional watercolor paints on French cotton paper. Like any other painting, the painting should be protected from direct sunlight.
