A fragment of the lawn that was left in our park after the reconstruction.
I live in the part of Kyiv where my father-in-law used to go with his grandmother for summer vacation. Previously, there were private houses, gardens and grass here, now there are apartment buildings with additional floors. I also live in such a superstructure.
The floor of my apartment is the former roof of the house, probably in the place of the dining table there were once bird nests made of branches and grass. It seems that the grass in the yard is the only thing left from those times.
Oil painting on canvas paper.
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