Soft pastel

2025

Once upon a time, in the depths of winter, two village houses stood under a dark blue sky. The snow blanketed the ground, soft and undisturbed, giving the world an almost ethereal quiet. From the house on the right, a warm light streamed out, casting a golden glow that sharply contrasted with the pale white landscape around it. The light seemed to hold a secret, beckoning us toward it, inviting us to imagine what lay hidden behind that glowing warmth.

The smoke curled gently from the chimney, rising into the cool, blue air. The stillness of the scene was alive with possibility—a story unfolding behind those windows, a winter tale wrapped in magic and wonder. Perhaps it was Christmas, or another quiet celebration, where laughter danced through the rooms, and the scent of something sweet filled the air, blending with the crispness of the cold outside.

There’s a feeling of anticipation, as though the glow from the house is a signal, calling us to wonder what might be happening inside. Is it a family gathered around the fire? Or a moment of quiet joy, where the simplest of things—togetherness, warmth, and light—create a magic all their own? The world outside feels distant, as if the light from the house holds all the festive spirit, all the stories yet to be told.

This scene is a doorway into a winter fairy tale, where the soft light and the rising smoke are the first whispers of something deeper. The mystery of what lies inside fills the air, leaving us wondering, dreaming, and waiting for the magic to unfold.

32.4cm x 25.3cm