
Twisting, turning through the air
Till all the trees stand stark and bare.
Exhausted, drop to earth below
To wait, like children, for the snow.
Autumn
"My words turn yellow
I'm talking to the past.
It is infinite…"
left side
50x60
2013

right side
40x65
2013

September
50x60
2013

Volga river
70x80
2017


Quiet evening
70x50
2013
The outskirt
40x60
2015

November
45x60
2015
