Rooftops under the snow 1916

Mstislav Dobuzhinsky made this painting called *Rooftops under the snow* with a light touch, probably in oil or tempera. I can almost feel the chill in the air, can’t you? He's capturing that moment when the city holds its breath under a blanket of snow. Look at how the rooftops huddle together, each one a different shape and color, like they're sharing secrets. He may have been thinking about the quiet moments of a city, and what it is that makes a place feel like home? The artist's hand moves delicately, almost as if he's tracing the lines of the buildings with a gentle whisper. I am reminded of other painters who see poetry in urban scenes, like Whistler or Hopper. It makes you wonder about the silent dialogue between artists across time, each one adding their voice to the story of how we see the world. Painting really becomes a way of feeling the world around you.