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Hiver Dans La Foret (1912)
Moonlight glazes the snow-laden pines, casting blue shadows across the silent forest. Branches sag under their frozen weight, the air thick with stillness. No footprints disturb the white expanse—only the cold glow of night pressing between the trees. A hush so deep it hums.
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Winter Landscape (1940)
Bare branches claw at a pale sky. Snow blankets the ground, thick and undisturbed, swallowing sound. A lone path cuts through the stillness, its edges blurred by cold. The air feels heavy, waiting. Something lingers just beyond the trees—a presence, or perhaps the memory of one.
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A Red Deer in Winter (1886)
A lone stag stands in the snow-laden forest, breath steaming in the cold air. Its russet coat contrasts sharply with the white drifts, antlers stark against the muted winter trees. The quiet crunch of hooves on frost seems almost audible in the hush of the scene.
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A Cottage In Gastein, Austria ( 1912)
Snow blankets the Austrian hillside, muffling the world. Smoke curls from the cottage chimney, a thin gray thread against the crisp white. The frozen stream glints under pale sunlight, its surface cracked like old porcelain. Warm light glows behind frosted windows—a quiet defiance against winter’s grip.
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Winter Song (1880s)
A frost-laced countryside hums under pale light, bare branches etching the sky. The hush of snow muffles distant echoes—perhaps footsteps, perhaps a melody carried on the cold air. Winter holds its breath here.
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Red roofs, corner of a village, winter
A snowy village scene where red rooftops glow against winter’s muted tones, capturing quiet rural life with warmth and texture.
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Ice breaking up on the Seine near Bennecourt (1893)
A serene yet dynamic portrayal of melting ice on the Seine, where light and movement dissolve into delicate brushstrokes.
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Wheatstacks, Snow Effect, Morning (1891)
A serene winter landscape where snow-dusted wheatstacks glow under a soft morning light, capturing nature’s quiet beauty.
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The Red Kerchief (c. 1868–73)
A woman in a red kerchief moves past a frosted window, her figure blurred yet vivid against the winter light.