In this sun-drenched village on the shore of a lake, extraordinary beauties are born. The secret of their beauty is simple: they live in harmony with nature, drink pure spring water, eat fresh fruits and berries, and spend every day outdoors, engaged in simple labor. Their blush is the reflection of the sunset, their eyes are the depth of the lake, and their smiles are the warmth of the sun. The girls of this village know the value of work. Some gather flowers in the meadow, weave wreaths, and prepare for summer celebrations; others care for the livestock, milk cows, and make cheese; still others wash clothes in the river, laughing and singing songs, their ringing voices carrying across the countryside. In their movements there is grace and strength, in their faces—calmness and confidence. Among all these girls, one stands out—Aglaia. She seems to be wrapped in a golden glow, as if the sun itself has chosen her as its favorite. In the village, she is considered a guardian, the one who protects them from troubles and misfortune. Her light, her love for life and her land give hope and inspire new achievements. She is the soul of this village, its heart, its light, and as long as she is here, the village will live and flourish, giving the world beauty and goodness.
Village
Oil on canvas, palette knife
