Remember your first rain? When little you run out into the street. Nimble birds fly in the sky and try to take cover in advance. Light clouds knock closer to each other, change color and become noticeably grayer. Temperature and humidity rise markedly. In the distance, strange stripes appear, like a wall, from the sky to the horizon. You stand in all this splendor, breathe out youth, and the first drop falls on your forehead.

Original painting. Oil on canvas. 25 x 30 cm NFT: 2635 x 3184 pixels