BLUE TIT
Sing me the song of how the blue tit
Quietly lived beyond the sea
Sing me the song of how the maiden
Went for water at the morn.
Sing a song about a blue-tit,
Which, beyond the sea, lived well,
Or about the maiden, bloomed,
Who went early to a well.
(A. Pushkin)
Subject | 2.8 × 2.4 cm, Aquarell |
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Paper | 300g Water Color Paper |
Dimensions | 20 × 20 cm |
Original
90 €
Print
25 €
1 of 10 prints in original size on Hahnemühle PhotoRag® 308 gsm