The text translates to: "There, the Angarsk breeze knocks you off your feet... Oil, canvas on cardboard."

The Angara in the painting is music, poetry, and painting all at once! It embodies freedom, freshness, and the sharpness of life, and it is impossible not to celebrate it; therefore, time and again, it attracts my soul, and, inhaling the fresh wind and the coolness of the wave, I paint it with my brush and sing of it in verses. In historical sources, the Angara is first mentioned in the 13th century under the name Ankara-Murén. Those who have visited these Siberian expanses never forget them and inevitably return! In the painting – the magic of the Angara wave, the fresh wind of the taiga expanses, and the scent of freedom!