Blizzard

Before moving to California, I painted snow outdoors every year. One day, when I arrived to paint, a blizzard began. A real cold, snowy blizzard... A large snow cloud walked across the Field, snowflakes stuck to the paint, corroding the paint layer and creating interesting effects. One meter long, the canvas turned into a parachute, which the wind wanted to lift into the sky along with my easel. After 40 minutes of work, I was frozen and finished the work in the warmth with fresh impressions.