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Mountains are the eternal, recurring theme of Roerich's paintings. He painted mountains at sunrise and sunset, summer and winter mountains, low and high. He sang the mountains like a song, weaving plots into them and using them conveying some truths.
In the mountains he saw the best, the only place where you can find real meaning and know yourself. Shambhala, the city of promise, was also in the mountains for him. Being an adherent of eastern philosophies, Roerich believed that the main thing is the voice of universal harmony within man, and that there is no better place to find this voice than mountains.
"Mountains" is one of such paintings, songs. Pictures that show how good it is where few of us were. She depicts nocturnal mountains, in cold color, dark blue. From them literally blows ice and snow, but at the same time they are strangely attractive. they do not want to admire through the window - they want to enter into them by stepping into the picture frame. And above them are white clouds. They are shown almost in hatching, a light blue fleur, which in contrast with the mountains seems especially gentle. He hides behind himself the high peaks that peep out from behind with snow caps.
Each viewer is free to imagine what is hidden behind these clouds. Perhaps there are gigantic mountains, empty, on which no human foot has stepped, and on which no flag flutters, in which it is good to breathe the air of heights and listen to complete silence that cannot be broken. Any loud sound can trigger an avalanche. Or maybe there is a mysterious Shambhala, its bridges and bridges, its towers and houses, its main square.
Perhaps if the clouds dispersed, one could see a rotating weather vane in the form of an arrow, and a boy running along the pavement, and a sage with universal calm in his eyes. Perhaps if the clouds were scattered, anyone could know the Highest Sense and Sense within themselves.
But, unfortunately, the clouds will not disperse. To see what is behind them, you yourself need to go to the mountains and see.
Saint Sebastian Titian