At dawn, a girl carefully collects transparent drops of dew. They seem like the very beginning of day. A poppy, blooming nearby, fills the space with a breath of tenderness and anticipation. Everything around is frozen between sleep and awakening, where silence sounds like music. Each drop reflects a piece of sky and a whisper of light. This moment is the border between reality and dream, where morning still believes in miracles.
Original painting with high-quality acrylic paints in a single copy.