I found myself the other day wishing to "taste" something beautiful so I remembered an image from an album I have back at home, which I liked to look into when the rainy days kept me indoors.
Ivanovich, Shishkin. Another favourite painter whose works bring a refreshing forest scent in this urban, misty and unconfortable grayness.
Poetry of nature...wish I could be there.
His trees are much more lively than the ones I see everyday on these crowded streets of the city, struggling to resist through this thick dusty air.
These bring that "after the rain" sensation.