Lviv Rooftops at Golden Hour
Lviv, Ukraine
Cities Ukraine
Lviv is what Vienna would look like if it had stayed honest. Cobblestones, mansard roofs, coffee strong enough to walk you home. I painted it in spring, from cafés, when the rooftops went honey at golden hour and the trams paused for a long pause.
Lviv is the city that taught me how to slow down. I had three days planned and stayed nine. The rooftops are why — not the museums or the chocolate (though those are real), but the way the light moves across mansard tiles in late afternoon and turns the whole old town into a single warm, breathing thing.
I painted from cafés mostly. Coffee in front of me, watercolor box on my lap, sketchbook open on the table. The café owners never said anything. The light moved faster than I could keep up with, but that’s the point of watercolor — you don’t paint what you see, you paint what stays after the light leaves.
If you’ve been to Lviv, you know. If you haven’t — this is the painting that would make me want to go.
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