50 x 50 cm – Acrylic on canvas, framed in a black floating frame.
In a shifting silence, deep hues echo one another like whispered confidences among the roots of a secret world.
Here, liquid greens, profound blues, and shimmering glints of light intertwine in a slow, almost mineral dance, where one might discern traces of life, echoes of memories, or the sighs of a submerged world.
Each swirl seems born of an ancient breath, carried by the humid winds of Bisseau, this place — perhaps real, perhaps dreamed — where the visible merges with the ineffable.
The black of the frame acts as an open window onto an organic reverie, a fragment suspended between earth and water, between matter and whisper.
