In Dmitry Oskin works, beauty is ever-present and overflowing. His previous collections come to mind: beetles rendered as if they were precious gemstones, butterflies reminiscent of models on high-fashion runways. Now, he turns to flowers, embodying their fleeting and fragile elegance. They present themselves with quiet abandon, in hues ranging from sunlit yellow to deep shadowed greens, from dusky ultramarine to intense ruby reds, evoking the depth of night. Gathered into bouquets, they express a spectrum of emotions. Each flower becomes a breath, a smile, a tear.