She is deep and rebelliously mysterious, that is conveyed with her saturated navy blue and brown.

She is relaxed, almost lethargic, as only a sea-maid with matted hair can be, swooning in the thick oak-grove with the thought of hiding from the blazing sun.

This is portrayed by the slow and long-winded composition of her paintings.

She is so full, she overwhelms. It is so rich on her paintings that it feels like there is not enough space and sometimes even not enough air.

She is giving off a honey-sweet essence, intense and sharp, ardent from the Crimean sun.

She is dangerously attractive. Her paintings steam; she is emanating wet warmth of the Earth.