I was still little when I saw this painting called “Girl with Peaches” for the first time. I found it while looking onto one of the wonderfully bonded art books my aunt collected. This particular one was filled with Russian Painters, mostly from the late 18th and early 19th century. My aunt lived alone in her Paris apartment. But my parents and I visited her regularly, at least a few times a year at that time. It was a long drive, 7 hours at least but as a child that didn’t matter you always found a way to entertain yourself. Of course I spent many hours reading books.
The windows and the stars illumined, one by one,
The rivers of dark smoke pour upward lazily,
And the moon rise and turn them silver.
I shall see
The springs, the summers, and the autumns slowly pass;
And when old Winter puts his blank face to the glass,
I shall close all my shutters, pull the curtains tight,
And build me stately palaces by candlelight.”
Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal
Nikolai Pimonenko, Evening