On that day, I was strolling through Kyiv, searching for a subject for my painting. My mind was relaxed after a sleepless night spent in a bomb shelter. The Russians had once again attacked Kyiv with rockets. Fortunately, all the missiles were intercepted by our air defense system. When will they ever stop? I wondered, and my gaze was drawn to the brightly orange terrace of a small restaurant in the center of Kyiv. In the rays of the vibrant sun, it appeared particularly festive and carefree, radiating an air of joy. This is exactly what I need, I thought to myself, and I began setting up my portable outdoor easel.
The result is such a vibrant and joyful study, which you can purchase, contri...