MATRONΞTHERE

The sunset in the sky rotated the squares. The concrete fence reflected the color of the passing day. The steel wire of the nimbus heated up in THREE places, illuminated the upper part of Matrona's maforium and glided with light over the rim of expensive glasses. The dense atmosphere changed the perception of the chime of church bells. The sound sounded heavy and compressed. Plump lips shone brightly, playing with the light of the events taking place. On the asphalt shards of stones flickered playfully. Large palms made the sparkling pyramid of aether hover. Matrona had the gift of foresight. P.S. Music by antonkopel PS. This artwork is a part of Invasion of Matryoshka Dolls artists collabo...View all