Oil

Oil on linen 75cm -55cm-2.5cm.Between glasses and grasses - Memory as a garden A table in the green, loaded with red vessels, fruits, fleeting conversations. The canvas breathes summer: the grass shines, the flowers scatter like thoughts that do not completely fade away. A tree watches over the scene, a red trellis frames the memory – half architecture, half dream. The composition is not a mere still life, but a lived moment, captured with childish directness and the depth of lived experience. "M.J. 2022" is in the corner – a sign that time is not linear here. The picture tells of gathering, of warmth, of the longing for a place where life can be simple. It is a garden of belonging, where every object carries a story and every color a feeling.

Oil on linen 70cm-50cm-2cm. "River of Memory" A stream runs through the canvas – not only as water, but as movement, as time. The deep blue of the river winds through rich green, through yellow grass, through the echo of touch. Oil on canvas here becomes the medium of slowing down, of sinking. Each brush stroke carries weight, each color a mood. Mountains tower in the background – dark, rough, yet broken by light. Snow crests shine like thoughts that rise above density. Heaven, wide and clear, opens a space for longing and silence. This image is not a mere image of nature. It's an inner place. An attempt to grasp the landscape as a feeling – as a memory that does not pass, but flows on.

Oil on linen 40cm -30cm. "Stilling point in the light" Oil on canvas, 40 × 30 cm A small church with a red brick roof is at the center of this composition – not as a building, but as a spiritual anchor. The rounding of the portal, the dark wood of the door, the two crosses in the foreground: they speak of memory, of retreat, of the quiet dialogue between transience and comfort. The sky is wide, the blue traversed by light breaking in the clouds. The trees frame the picture like thoughts that surround the essentials. Here the rural is not idealized, but internalized. The Church is not a place of dogma, but a symbol of what remains when everything else passes: silence, dignity, belonging.

Oil on linen 40cm -30cm .A room under the roof - oblique, warm, full of lived silence. The yellow couch in the center acts like a thought that comes to rest. Through the window, autumn light falls on golden leaves as the world moves on outside. Here Marco Lau does not stage a nostalgic retrospective, but an inner state: security, memory, a moment between light and shadow. The composition lives on texture and atmosphere, on the tension between the visible and the felt. The picture invites you to slow down, to stay in a space that is not only physical, but spiritual.