Olive in the Rain
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Long awaited, the rain silently whispers in the lap of the still green grass, and just enough to tear off some ripen apples on the alley. Under the sulky sky, on the wire, sparrows have alighted tight to each other - wet sillies - may be this is their way to enjoy the freshness. The favourite walnut tree bowed down its branches almost to the ground, heavy of the fresh green clubs. The autumn roses flourish with pleated, perfect blossoms, which give out their intense sweet perfume even to the slightest of touch. At night, under the sound of hundreds of crickets, the almost full moon rises above the hill like a grain loaf, ready to roll down and get lost in the forest. The chimes of the sheep bells waft occasionally in the distance. The time has stopped, caught in the embrace of all the beauty. Moved only by the secret life of the yoke-elm, the vivid skirts of the stone crops and the silent murmur of the rain, that carries everything away in a peaceful nap.
And they are looking for paradise...

Author: Alexandrina Karadjova

Year of creation:
2010
Canvas size:
40 x 40 cm
Framed size:
69 x 69 cm
Art medium:
Soft pastel
Media:
Primed paper
Dominant colour:
green
Key words / subject:
female face
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Olive in the Rain
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Long awaited, the rain silently whispers in the lap of the still green grass, and just enough to tear off some ripen apples on the alley. Under the sulky sky, on the wire, sparrows have alighted tight to each other - wet sillies - may be this is their way to enjoy the freshness. The favourite walnut tree bowed down its branches almost to the ground, heavy of the fresh green clubs. The autumn roses flourish with pleated, perfect blossoms, which give out their intense sweet perfume even to the slightest of touch. At night, under the sound of hundreds of crickets, the almost full moon rises above the hill like a grain loaf, ready to roll down and get lost in the forest. The chimes of the sheep bells waft occasionally in the distance. The time has stopped, caught in the embrace of all the beauty. Moved only by the secret life of the yoke-elm, the vivid skirts of the stone crops and the silent murmur of the rain, that carries everything away in a peaceful nap.
And they are looking for paradise...

Author: Alexandrina Karadjova

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