I remember bright night smells of herbs and trees, especcially cypress trees. There were plenty of cypresses around the Sanatorium, they stand there like silent guards.
These soviet sanatoriums are dreamy disneyland of Stalin era, I had a chance to visit one of them as a guest.
Acrylic on canvas.
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