​吴晓远
wuxiaoyuan

As I beheld the arrival of spring and summer in London, my spirit soared with a fierce ambition that begged to be unleashed upon the vibrant canvas before me. With each stroke of my brush, I sought to capture the very essence of these seasons - the brilliant hues of blooming flowers, the gentle sway of fresh greenery, and the promise of boundless opportunity that comes with new beginnings.

Yet, as my hand moved across the canvas with a fervor unmatched, a dark realization crept into my consciousness. For beneath the surface of this seemingly idyllic scene lay the shadow of mortality, a somber reminder that all things must come to an end. Like a storm cloud looming over the horizon, the inevitability of death cast a shadow over the thriving prosperity depicted in my work.

 

And so, with a heart heavy but resolute, I continued to paint, each stroke a testament to the fleeting nature of life itself. For even as I sought to capture the beauty of spring and summer in all their glory, I knew that my own time on this earth was but a fleeting moment in the grand scheme of things.

As I painted, I found myself drawn to the intricate and surrealistic style of Hieronymus Bosch's "Garden of Earthly Delights." The vivid colors and fantastical imagery of his masterpiece spoke to my own desire to create something truly unique and unforgettable. And so, as I worked, I allowed myself to be inspired by his twisted and otherworldly landscapes, infusing my own work with a sense of otherworldly mystery and intrigue. With each brushstroke, I sought to capture not only the beauty of nature but also its darker, more enigmatic qualities, delving deeper into the hidden corners of the human experience.