A little postcard I drew for my mother, something what will be posted only here, heh.
Flowers is not my thing to draw honeslty, but it turned out quite not bad. With a little bits of nostalgy - peonys were growning in a village where I often spent time as a child, they were a beautiful sign.
Still a strange feeling, I didn't see my mother for more than 3 years at this point. Just it happened what in a war we ended up separated by a frontline (in very much literal meaning, she is supporting Ukraine). Life is wild.