(AVAILABLE) ©2023 Oil on Canvas. 24 x 24 inches
I will never forget that moment in the town where my grandparents lived, when the sun set and “the blue hour” began. The little ones had dinner and went out into the street again to play nightly games. At that time, an intense aroma of freshly brewed coffee dripped from all the houses. It was a time of rest, of finished work, of family intimacy. Meanwhile, I had fun with other children, oblivious to the fact that that blue hour, with its sounds and aromas, would mark a very significant part of my childhood memories.
