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In the light haze of dawn, having frozen slightly from the freshness of the early morning, a shepherd boy sleeps under a tree. It immediately becomes clear that he spent all night here. His wards graze nearby, but they did not close their eyes all night. They calmly graze nearby, to look after the owner a little, but, at the same time, not to disturb him.
Not noticing that it is already dawning, his face is calm and calm, still in the grip of sleep. Being in contrast, the sky and the dark forest enter into an unequal battle for the territory, however, and so it is clear that nights will not soon prevail. The first weak rays are breaking through, but the night still reigns in the sky and light clouds are in no hurry to leave the haven.
Golden ribbons can see the morning sky through the dense and heavy branches of trees. The densely overgrown forest, in its gloomy appearance of night, stands motionless, nowhere can you see either an animal or a bird - they are still sleeping. Not even a blade of grass or a knot are shown from sleep. Only the golden sky and bright blue with bluish glimpses of the sky inform the shepherdess of the dawn.
Judging by the pacification on the boy’s face, he really likes this place, here he feels safe and calm. Turning his face to the forest, he seems to trust him with his dreams, and gives himself up to protect nature.
There are no smooth transitions from shadow to light, since the author wanted to depict the dawn precisely as a conqueror of the darkness of the night, as a conqueror who, with his decisive actions and pressure, takes cities. The artist showed us the subtlety of the transition from night to day, from darkness to light, from death to life. There are no borders, everything is one in its constancy and dependence. Without dark tones and a gloomy forest, the difference between night and day would not be so noticeable.
The viewer in the picture will see peace and hear silence, which even annoying crickets do not violate.
Ivan Tsarevich on the Gray Wolf Painting by Vasnetsov