Waiting for the holiday

(oil on canvas, 2012, 100 * 100) Many of us associate tangerines with the holiday, a voice from childhood. In my childhood, from January 1 to 14 (old new year), my parents put tangerines under the Christmas tree every day. For that time, it was a luxury. And this feeling of abundance on New Year's holidays, I carried through many years. The smell of tangerine for me is the most delicious and meaningful. Ooooh, it smelled of tangerines again! A holiday is born!