The print of a wooded undergrowth, the trace of a forest trail powdered with the first snows. Nature invites us to enjoy the art of almost nothing, the subtle beauty of modest decoration, the passage of time that erodes stone and lets the golden veins of the earth show through. Patterns of dead leaves, branches, pine cones and berries, fossil plants fixed by winter frost, make up this vast natural scene, brought to life by a brushed effect and printed in the middle of the table on snow-white linen. The whole thing is trimmed with a network of silver-thread twigs and pinecones in golden thread.