Danuta’s Bridge is a hymn to nature—a footbridge almost vanishing into the lush abundance of greenery and color, as if swallowed by life itself. The brushstrokes are intense, joyful, full of light—as if sunlight danced across leaves and petals. The bridge connects not just parts of the garden, but entire worlds: silence and birdsong, earth and dream. It is a place of passage—both physical and spiritual. Looking at this painting, we can almost smell the flowers, feel the warmth of the sun, and hear bees—and within, we become still.
Danuta’s Bridge is a hymn to nature—a footbridge almost vanishing into the lush abundance of greenery and color, as if swallowed by life itself. The brushstrokes are intense, joyful, full of light—as if sunlight danced across leaves and petals. The bridge connects not just parts of the garden, but entire worlds: silence and birdsong, earth and dream. It is a place of passage—both physical and spiritual. Looking at this painting, we can almost smell the flowers, feel the warmth of the sun, and hear bees—and within, we become still.