8. Туристы или Экспедиция. 2014
Canvas. Oil. 35 by 50
When we were in school, we went on camping. Tourists group "Motherland". It was a wonderful time. I continued camping, and now we travel a lot by car. I never cease to be amazed at how beautiful Motherland is! Having been abroad, where there is also a lot to see, I still admire our nature, its diversity and wonders. Much can be said about this. Looking at this painting from the side, I see how we are walking through the snow with a crust, it is already February or March, when the sun is not warm yet, but it is so bright and it's reflecting from the snow. Fatigue, because you are in winter clothes, and the snow is holding you with this crust. You don't fall through, but you're just waiting, now I'll fall knee-deep, but no, it holds you, and you carefully walk along the crust. You are still far, far, far away ... All thoughts are about something distant, so as not to feel tired, hungry. You can go like this for a long time. There is a group of tourists, among which I see myself. We are in the open, a huge sun shines on us, we have gone part of the way, but we still have much of it left. It's like in life: we go through some, but we still have to go further, and carry our burden.