Lavender field, this is my rather early work, written according to my memories of beautiful Provence. The spicy aroma of night lavender, lilac madness spilling out of reality. A swaying sea of ​​lavender, everywhere the eye can see. Even the clouds running high in the sky are trying to touch this flowering holiday. The mountains on the horizon are almost indistinguishable, and it seems that they smoothly flow into the field. The moon comes out from behind the horizon to admire and silver this field of flowers. I believe that Provence is one of those places that I will definitely visit again and again. Its beauty is so multifaceted and unique. It seems that the whole life is not enough to convey the beauty of the world, but I will try to capture and convey to my viewer, my love, my attitude, and my view of this beautiful phenomenon, the flowering fields of Provence.