images of a calendar

I’m looking through my window and the sun shines in a cold day of November.
It’s past noon and the sun is already on its way to the set. Days are short and nights like a quite and dark line lying as a boundary that keeping us for doing anything else than sleep and wait. I think about these pictures I’ve designed for a calendar and why they become as they did. I think that I unconsciously wanted the time be as timeless as what the images were inspired of. Those frescoes reminding the Pompeian's that defy time and changes.