Presented is the result of a powerful impromptu.
This joyful, summer landscape was painted in a heavy, dark time of the end of November, in a remote village. There, far from civilization, among the dense forests inhabited by wild beasts, the author lived completely alone. And once, night, he called for and entirely swallowed serious condition – dysphoria. Gloom and despair was so deep that the author even frightened. To escape from the nightmarish captivity, the author has seized the first comer under a hand a cardboard, paints, brushes and began to write, he knew not what. And was this landscape. The power of joy and emotional recovery coming from it is the opposite of spiritual horror that had to go through. The landscape is fascinating, catching and holding the attention for a long time. The tranquillity of mid-July stretch across flowering meadows to the horizon. Masses of clouds portend rain is refreshing. In the world of pristine nature there is eternal peace and eternal joy.