This picture is from “No borders”cycle, named "Metamorphosis". What did I want to show? The struggle between the world drawn and the real. Each of these worlds has the right to exist, each is beautiful, each is real in its own dimension. A purple sunset, mountains on the horizon, a blossoming tree or golden twilight with golden leaves on the trees. I left the question open, only for the viewer to decide which of the Worlds is true and which is fiction. It's all the same that when you wake up, you have not yet fully understood where you ended up, whether the dream continues, or reality has broken and let dreams into our World.