Carefully, coming into a world where the light plays with the colors and transforms space on the canvas. And the painter becomes a gardener and shares his intimate world on the reinvented planet.
Playing with colors, painting, sketching. Playing with paper, canvas and prints for years, tirelessly. Refuge, more noise, more cars passing by. Just the sound of the brush that gradually leads me into a wind of freedom … Art?
On the blank canvas, creating the impossible memory of shapes, the explosion of color and works of life on the silenced canvas. Reinventing the world, painting the skies red and the seagulls blue…
Canvas after canvas, multiple and fragile paths to get through the last stage. Merge your hands and mind in search of harmony, freedom, leaving behind difficult times. Feeling well in my visual language without needing words.