Atlantis – The Silence of legend and the whisper of the depths


At the border of memory, where reality is identified with fiction, "Atlantis" emits as a distant whisper echoing through the corridors of time. Here, where the boundary between absence and presence fades, the sunken city is embodied in a colorful tapestry overflowing with symbolism, as if its echoes are still echoing under the surface of the water, waiting for someone to listen to its forgotten tales.  

The eye is drowned in color gradients, deep shadows harmonize with dim lights, like the remnants of the sun setting behind the veil of the ocean. Black and gray bend in reverence, wrapping around a pale golden luster, suggesting fleeting moments of glory, while Misty Green and fading blue whisper memories buried by the waves. The overlapping formations evoke the ruins of submerged temples, ancient streets whose features still peek out from behind the veil of time, like a map of a civilization that refuses to be erased.  

In the silence of the painting lies the bustle of the legend, and in its stillness distant tones ring, as if it were a lost anthem of a world that has sunk into the arms of Eternity. "Atlantis" is a portal that opens to an eternal metaphor, an invitation to dive deep into the subconscious, where reality hides behind the star of a dream, and where art becomes a language higher than speech.