When the star fall begin and the stars are falling one by one like space firework, you close your eyes and whisper your lifelong wish. From the very heart it sincerely breaks free and flies to the magic spark, hoping to be came true…
But humans are not only ones, who whisper their lifelong wishes and precious dreams to starry nights.
They say when the magic starry Night comes and the Moon Raven lowers oneself from the heavenly Pearl, birds gather together to look at his wonderful flight and magic sparks, falling from his wing-feathers. This sparks can fulfill birds’ wishes and dreams. The birds perch on the branches of blooming trees and look attentively into the sky, longing for fairy-tale.
And here he comes swishing the darkness like a silver comet. White shining train floats behind him, dazzling white sparks fall from his wings, his flight is full of quietness and beauty. The world below freezes with admiration and the birds quietly whisper their intimate dreams, which will surely come true if they are lightfull and sincere.
There is a raveness on a branch of a tree among thick foliage and deep flower scent. No word comes from her, but she is looking on the white Raven with eyes full of happiness. Year by year she comes here to admire his wonderful flight, his white feathers and to feel the air filled with magic. She has nothing to ask the feathered magician for, because she can fulfill her small earthy dreams on her own. She wants nothing… unless one thing: she wants him to return here again and again, year by year, bringing his kind warm fairy-tales to everyone.

The gift.

Colored pencils, ink pencils. white marker pencil, capillary pens.