Description

Instinct is thrown on the canvas through the artist's fingers, through the piece that moves for no apparent reason. And it is precisely here that color meets the deepest and most hidden aspect that moves the soul; a disruptive force materializes in a rough sea, which hurls itself with force on that cliff. The dull white foam gives way in the background to an almost purple sky, to a dark light that with difficulty manages to escape. A light that hides in its meaning the possibility of returning to quiet, the hope that beyond the storm there can always be a flash of serenity for the soul.