Autumn leaf fall. Quiet whirling of leaves, rest after a hot summer. Leaves slowly falling from the branches and memories carried away into the distance. This is how my post about night leaf fall began, but it is also relevant in relation to this picture. Only here is a riot of color and light. Everything is on fire, but there are already frosty flashes in the air. The leaves are already covered with light frost, the air is already ringing. The forest looks like fire, and the air is frosty. In this painting, I also used molding paste to complement the effect of the exit from the two-dimensionality of the picture.