This painting presents a young woman curled up in a space which reassures her, a space which was able to welcome her with her outfit which represents her, a little singular, very graphic and a little voluminous. The graphic aspect of this painting adds an invasive disordered dimension, as if to better reclassify the optimization of this space.

The text above is an integral part of the careful and neutral description of a work of art... However, the work was born from anger and emotion which took shape in this painting to express all my incomprehension of 'a significant liberal posture totally devoid of the slightest empathy. Devaluing through materiality a sector already particularly suffering, under the rubric of the democratization of art. Try to offer the possibility of acquiring a work, a work for 1 €… the price of the cap of the tube of blood red from the palette! I would be so delighted to be able to translate onto a canvas the expression of a €1 buyer to whom this value was attributed based on a reference to his work, in a context of democratization, pooling and sharing...

The visit had been canceled and was now scheduled for late afternoon. Meanwhile a violent storm had shaken the surrounding area. The central path of the garden presented a certain disorder like the beginning of abandoned abandonment and in the corner of the greenhouse a few buckets abandoned at the foot of a basil bore witness to gardening activity and were the delight of a snail which was tracing its path. path on the…

The stranger with the red balloon who was sitting there, a few meters from me, on the terrace of a village inn seemed to be waiting for someone or something, and perhaps both. For a while he had been alternating between a look at the alley of this village, a sip of wine and the screen of his smartphone. His appearance and posture said a lot about the questions that must have been swarming in his mind. He got up with his completed red ball and headed towards the inn room. He came out a few minutes later with his hands free, as if in a moment of doubt he wanted to erase some kind of trace that could have...