The atmospheric painting “The Witchcraft Tree” for lovers of mysterious, gloomy and tickling nerves.
A quiet foggy day, in the air filled with a suspended water, there was no sound, just the aroma of wet wood and moss. There is a crow on an old, dry tree that is about to pierce the silence with its loud voice. Where is this tree? At the old cemetery? At the ruins of a manor house? Or at the old witch's house? Or does the picture not exude something ominous, but, on the contrary, calm, quiet and light-joyful, because an escape has reappeared on a dried tree, and life flows through the tree? Or all of them together?
There is an answer for everyone:)