"As sleep, a foamy wave, washes upon the shores of consciousness, the passion-worn mind is immersed in a vibrant current of fantasies. There, in the cool, velvety embrace of the abyss, they become fluid, pulsating, whimsical, delirious, and at times, unreal. But do we not deceive ourselves? Where forms dissolve, yet pure colors and sensations remain, the day-weary consciousness shatters into a myriad of opalescent gleams—each a reverberation of forgotten thoughts and hopes, released by the silent vibrations of deep-sea tranquility” - Natalya Vanenkova, Ai-arts Teacher, English Teacher, Writer, Ai-artist