In this watercolour painting, the world stops for a few moments just before sunset. A calm lake reflects the deep blue and golden tones of the sky, while in the background, the mountains rise in soft silhouettes, almost blurred by the light. In the centre of the scene, a solitary figure sails slowly in a boat: a man in a conical cap, a symbol of the rural regions of Asia, who seems to blend into the landscape. The watercolour glides like water itself: the yellows fade into the blues with a delicacy that only paper can contain. The transparencies do not seek to dominate, but to suggest: the reflection of the sky in the lake, the mist enveloping the mountains, the serene gesture of the man rowing, everything is constructed with an economy of form, but a wealth of sensations. This landscape does not tell a specific story, but evokes many: the connection between man and nature, the stillness that can only be found far from noise, the slow passage of time as the sun touches the horizon. It is an intimate, contemplative scene, where each brushstroke is a sigh and each colour a suspended emotion. A portrait of silence. Of the light that does not shout, but transforms.