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Artist(Pls. create masterpiece without texts inside it,) [use Eclecticism + slow-motion_surrealism for very Inner-Dynamically ongoing eclectic postappeal and also very nicely wild late_landscape wonder by a multi-fork of footpaths: {[ We are going the wrong path and so there is no point in arguing whether to the right or left whether to east or west whether up or downwards whether each alone or together whether yes or no the wind the words will blow away and only we will be left here ~ ~ abandoned by themselves . . ]} Eclectic combination of art by Eyvind Earle (+with touches of Yossi Kotler), by Max Švabinský and Michaela Žemličková(+with touch of Stella McCartney style) into dynamic~partly anti-blurred(=in slowed down motion) style of unknown artist influenced by Milada Lenfeldová style and early art of František Kupka and Aubrey Beardsley, all within 4K πD (oil~impasto) qualities, within calm setting of abstract roadless bare(forsaken)land. ] Minimalist composition(s), no road, no highway, no text, no another unmentioned artifacts.
A watercolor illustration in the style of ethereal and whimsical fantasy art depicts a solitary figure, seen from behind, standing at the beginning of a long, winding, light-colored path that stretches into the distant horizon. The path is luminous, appearing to be made of light or a reflective material, contrasting with the muted, abstract landscape around it. The landscape itself is a fantastical and surreal blend of colors and organic shapes, reminiscent of flowing watercolors and inkblots. Hues of muted blues, purples, pinks, greens, and grays create a dreamlike quality, with circular and amorphous shapes layered throughout, sometimes appearing as bubbles or translucent forms. To the left and right of the path, skeletal, bare tree branches reach upwards, and scattered skulls or bone-like forms are subtly integrated into the landscape, hinting at a sense of mortality or the passage of time within this ethereal realm. The sky above is a dramatic expanse of dark, swirling clouds on either side of the path, gradually lightening towards the center where the path disappears into a bright, almost blinding white light on the horizon. This central brightness in the sky is surrounded by more playful, multicolored circular shapes that emanate outwards, as if joy or life is bursting from the end of
