The image appears straightforward – two overlapping drawings on a black background: blooming cherry blossoms and a branch with a single fruit. The blossoms are colorful and bright, reflecting the awakening spring so eagerly awaited after the cold season. The fragment with the fruit, however, is pale, monochrome, and smaller – seemingly less important. After all, the time of flowering is often celebrated as a moment of joy and beauty: we pick flowers, pose among cherry trees, eager to radiate youth and vitality. So let us shine, too!
My dog’s name is Cherry. This painting is a metaphor for her nature – a mischievous dark beauty, a wildflower of the fields, a little berry of the home.
49.5 × 29 × 0.3 cm
Acrylic, aerosol, markers, graphite, lacquer on plywood