[maureen2musings]

With wings wrought from the gossamer threads of dawn, I soar beyond the mundane, chasing the eternal embrace of the sun

pc.koublis

[atrusovaartist]

acrylic, canvas 90 * 70 cm «silence» 2019

[lady-viccy]

Mutuals in different timezones:

Turn based friendship

[atrusovaartist]

Acrylic on canvas 60×80 cm

“Evening Butterfly Catcher”

#art #acrylicpainting

[dk-thrive]

Twilight 2. 5:07 am. 61º F. July 24, 2026. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. (@dkct25)

[atrusovaartist]

acrylic, canvas 50*70 cm «moon or sun» 2023.

[dk-thrive]

Black-Crowned Night Heron @ Twilight 3. 5:17 to 5:22 am. 69º F. July 24, 2026. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. (@dkct25)

[blessicablimpson]

Anastasia Trusova — “Through The Walls”, 2020

Acrylic on linen (70 x 70 cm)

[atrusovaartist]

Acrylic on canvas, 40 × 50 cm

„Sad Daisies“

Sometimes even daisies feel sad. Beneath a heavy summer sky, they continue to bloom despite the wind, the rain, and the shadows of passing clouds. For me, this painting is about quiet resilience — about the beauty that remains even in moments of sadness.

[dk-thrive]

Twilight. 4:45 to 5:04 am. 69º F. July 24, 2026. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. (@dkct25)

[atrusovaartist]

acrylic on canvas 40 * 60 cm "red sail" 2021

[dogpuppy]

[atrusovaartist]

Acrylic on canvas 30*30 cm „Summer Sketch No. 16“

[atrusovaartist]

acrylic, canvas 50*50 cm “autumn, field and pine” 2023

[atrusovaartist]

Last spring, my children and I travelled to Xeraco, Spain. We stayed in a small fisherman’s house in a neighbouring village. It didn’t have many modern comforts, but it stood right beside the beach and had a terrace overlooking the sea—and that was more than enough.This quick sketch was painted directly from life on the coast in about 30 minutes, while the children played in the sand and flew a kite nearby.Everything in front of me was constantly changing: the light shifted, the sky transformed from one minute to the next, the waves kept moving, and a ship slowly passed across the horizon. But on the canvas, all these fleeting moments remained together—still, yet somehow full of movement.That is what I love about painting from life: the world never stops, but for a moment, the painting holds it still. 🌊🎨🪁

[atrusovaartist]

I always thought Reddit was a place where people could share things they created.A few days ago I posted one of my original paintings. People loved it. We had wonderful conversations about art, emotions, and how everyone saw something different in the same sunset.

About two hours later I was permanently banned from r/MadeMeSmile for “self-promotion.”

I accepted that different communities have different rules.But then something even stranger happened.Soon afterward, a moderator from r/pics started going through my account. Not just the new post—many of my older painting posts disappeared as well. One after another. Then I was permanently banned there too.

Maybe it was the same moderator. Maybe it wasn’t. I honestly don’t know.

What surprised me wasn’t even the ban itself. It was realizing how much power individual moderators have over what millions of people are allowed to see. One decision can erase years of posts from a community and instantly cut off your ability to participate, even if those posts had been happily sitting there for months or years.I’m not saying moderators shouldn’t have rules. Communities need moderation.But it does make you wonder where the line is between protecting a community and allowing a single interpretation of the rules to completely reshape what people can share.

The funny part?

I wasn’t advertising anything in those posts. I wasn’t posting prices or asking anyone to buy anything. I was simply sharing my original paintings because I enjoy discussing art with strangers from around the world.

Anyway…

Here’s the painting that apparently caused all the trouble. 🎨

[atrusovaartist]

I travel to France quite often, but I have a special love for the south and its lavender fields. Whenever I think of France, those endless purple landscapes are the first thing that comes to mind. I’m sure there are lavender fields in other regions too, but it’s the ones in the south that have stayed with me the most.Three years ago, I traveled through southern France, visiting Montpellier and several beautiful towns along the coast. I also visited a monastery, wandered through the lavender fields, and came home with hundreds of photographs that I later shared on my social media.Some time later, those memories inspired this painting. Of course, I didn’t paint the scene exactly as I saw it. I made the colors richer, the sunset brighter, and the atmosphere more expressive. That’s what I love about Impressionism—it isn’t about copying reality perfectly, but about capturing an emotion. Perhaps this wasn’t the exact feeling I had at that moment, but it’s the emotion that remained with me as a beautiful memory of that journey.