Winter

A portrait of winter as a silent, watchful force. Her face—bathed in icy blues and greens, softened by hints of pink beneath the eyes and on the lips—reflects the shimmer of sunlight on frozen surfaces. She stands atop a crystalline pedestal, part chalice, part icicle, from which winter seems to rise.

The left side of the canvas evokes a grey, withdrawn day; the right, a bright winter morning where frost meets warmth. Her braided hair ends in star-like shapes, surrounded by celestial geometry, suggesting a connection to something beyond the earthly.

Her eyes hold you. Hypnotic and penetrating, they seem to look straight into your soul. Her breath freezes the moment—and you, the viewer, are caught in its stillness.