" Jubilant branches in the spring light, Sparkle, reach for the beam."

Work from the series - "Musical morning, with a Bouquet of" --
made of canvas gallery stretching, the sides of the picture painted in the tone of the work,
maybe hanging without a frame .
The picture is made in the style of avant-garde painting


Even today, the winter, even if everything around is white
And under the snow not visible to earthly beauty,
But I really wish the summer came,
So Beloved a bouquet in the morning to bring.

To Wake up early hours of commercials, five
And on the morning grass, washed by the dew,
To the meadow blossoms run to run,
Birds singing while enjoying the dawn sometimes.

Run down to the meadow, there to meet me
Blue bells in the grass lights
Yellow-eyed daisies big family
Forget-me-nots, oregano, convolvulus, cornflowers...

Gather your bouquet and go back home.
Cautiously entering, "good morning!" — say.
Favorite Smile: " Hello, dear!",
And the flowers on the pillow I'll believe.

... And yet — winter. And all around white.
And the snow can not see the beauty of the earth.
Remains a dream — summer has arrived
To go out and gather flowers for his Beloved.

Alexey Ilinsky