Oil on canvas.
Physcia and Xantoria are two wood funguses, and many times the only two colors you can find in the snow, in middle of the winter. Fallen branches wear them through the cold, and this spectacle is always a reason good enough to stop and watch closely, wishing I could shrink and explore their shapes even closer. One doesn’t have to understand, in order to know. To simply be aware. Of the multitude of sizes and shapes, of the complexity of this world, of the very own size and shape.
Winter walks can be a bliss. Isolated by the snow blanket, the scenery can be sometimes boring, but only to place in the spot light such a tiny wonderful micro universe.