With its swaying, fluffy tail, it traces an arc across the snow; its deep eyes are filled with the warm honey light of Titian's brushstrokes; and its countless silver hairs tremble in the wind like the morning dew ripples of Monet's water lily pond. The artist embroiders life on a pure white canvas with buttercream hues, allowing a smiling, fluffy dandelion to bloom in the eternal tundra, gently catching all the winter heartbeats that pass through the human world.