This Art was created at the beginning of this calendar spring, but, for many of us, that spring never came. The war in the country froze time and forbade to feel life. She took away the joy of feeling the moment of rebirth and vetoed the enjoyment. The aromas of inflorescences and birds singing have been mixed with the smell of gunpowder and the sound of air raid alarms. But life is something that cannot be banned. And it breaks through concrete, steel, and ash. As soon as it made its way, then we want to save it. We try to freeze it, fix the sensation, to be further from destruction and death. We envelop the fragile flowers of our joy with metals. We forge a sense of hope and a sense of rebirth of life. We are trying to make this spring eternal because there is hope in it.
