oil and acrylic on canvasEverything in the painting is contemporary ...Read More
oil and acrylic on canvas Everything in the painting is contemporary : clothes, buildings, metropolis, in an advance point of western civilisation; but everything still seems gone, like the past reappearing. The observer is like someone who turns the pages of an old photo album : a sort of melancholy tenderness, a wondering smile about life fragility. The punctual details evidences the absence of a life that seems over, traces of a lost sense. A story that is finished. This was New York city.