Winter comes to us with minus 15-20 degrees, I practice black ink paintings and suddenly realize how black shadows covers fine colours.

If you see small stones and pebels at Lapades it seems grey, white, shadows of black. But as you feel it more it reveals very fine beauty of violet, pink, rose, also blue…

Many colours layes just near my foots, gentle veils above stone`s structure… Being pastel it changed when sun turns more.

As water hugs stones, colours becames bright. So living beauty.