Spring by Jai Prakash Chouhan
Size(in feet):4x3
About the Artist : Jai Prakash Chauhan has been working with earthly colours and vibrant hues since the past 14 years. His work is playfully abstract but he often includes various elements of places, religion, human emotion. Each of his work seems to stem from the previous one yet projects a different view for the observer. Each painting can have a different meaning for each person when they look at it.
This painting, for us personally, is the blossom of spring and we are very pleased to present it to you.
Colour Scheme-
This painting portrays the beauty of freshness and the influence of the spring season, the way in which the colors yellow-orange and light brown are depicted. Spring painting is always about new and exciting colors. These colors offer a lot of positivity through vision. With this painting of the season, the earth is reborn, the trees drip with the blossom, and the leaves unfurl. -zanaida
Poetry-
Spring sang softly as the winter died,
one cannot fathom if spring didnt appear to be bright.
Somethings you cannot undo. Some words you cannot unsay,
but here's a chance the season of spring is blooming in our way.
-Zanaida
Size(in feet):4x3
About the Artist : Jai Prakash Chauhan has been working with earthly colours and vibrant hues since the past 14 years. His work is playfully abstract but he often includes various elements of places, religion, human emotion. Each of his work seems to stem from the previous one yet projects a different view for the observer. Each painting can have a different meaning for each person when they look at it.
This painting, for us personally, is the blossom of spring and we are very pleased to present it to you.
Colour Scheme-
This painting portrays the beauty of freshness and the influence of the spring season, the way in which the colors yellow-orange and light brown are depicted. Spring painting is always about new and exciting colors. These colors offer a lot of positivity through vision. With this painting of the season, the earth is reborn, the trees drip with the blossom, and the leaves unfurl. -zanaida
Poetry-
Spring sang softly as the winter died,
one cannot fathom if spring didnt appear to be bright.
Somethings you cannot undo. Some words you cannot unsay,
but here's a chance the season of spring is blooming in our way.
-Zanaida