Anastasia Lukomskaya

 
 

The texture of the autumn paths consists of leaves, twigs, cones, pine needles and ripe fruits. Something that seems like a homogeneous pattern is actually an endless variety of combinations. Falling to the ground in a random order, the leaves cannot lie the same way twice. Any breath of wind changes the texture, moving existing elements and adding new ones. Any attempt to capture this texture will only reflect a discrete time span. Slowly, layer by layer, removing its elements, you can reach the very earth - naked, uncovered, ready for a long sleep.