“If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.”

Spring. Everything begins to revive and even if I see, it’s February, I feel the approaching power of  spring. Birds create their songs, they probably failed to see it’s February and it’s not their time yet. Or maybe they are fed up with the cold like me and invite the spring with their professional music?

The color of elegance and a deep emotionality

Plein air stays hold the brains only in the painting field. It seems the reality stops existing in its most common way. The special atmosphere of such practices brings thoughts in a complete world of painting.

The new year 2015 has started. There are many new hopes, wishes, expectations that each of us mentioned loudly or silently while raising the glass of champagne at midnight.