Probably everyone's heard, read or watched different stories about nymphs, dryads, fairies... Maybe some of you know something about hamadryad also. There's a theory, that in every Tree lives his or her magical, protecting spirit, so strongly connected to the Tree, that when the Tree dies, the spirit dies too.
Now imagine a bit different theory. Imagine that some Tree dies naturally. In such situation the hamadryad can close eyes for eternity or move freely to another natural being, who needs help, protection, care. In my opinion some Trees need more than only one such being to stay strong and safe. And now imagine situation, when the Tree is killed. Because it's inconvenient, because it loves in place where someone want to have bushes or flat green square. For hidden nymph, it's an unimaginably painful blow. Her home, her world suddenly is destroyed, fell apart. Such circumstances made her sinking into darkness, into depths of oblivion at first. But finally there comes a moment when a tiny spark begins to glow, dancing wildly it's getting stronger and brighter, finding the last droplets of strength and lifting dryad out of the death's apathy. The flames of consciousness reach the mind, the heart, almost to the brink of madness, to turns out into
fury in the next stage. The fury of destruction you may ask. The fury of revenge? No. The unstoppable focused fury of justice. Justice for all, who deserve.
The acrylic on canvas "Leshy" (January 2023; 60x90cm).