

acrylic
20 x 20 x 2 cm
Current location: In private collection
Original artwork price: € 390
There he goes — tumbling through the blue, top hat still on, scarf trailing behind him like he's got somewhere important to be. I called this one 2025 Snowstorm, and honestly, it painted its own story. The whole canvas felt alive with movement — those swirling whites rushing across the deep blue like a real gust had torn through the studio. I let the snowman ride it. Why not? If the storm is coming anyway, you might as well fly. The heart is there too, quietly holding its ground in all that chaos — a small white outline, barely scratched into the swirl, but present. And up above it all, 2025 in gold, because whatever the wind brings, we're stepping into it with our eyes open and a little shimmer on our side.