The silence of the sea
Water inspires me. Be it the sea, a seascape, a journey, the seabed, a cloud, the rain, the ocean.
Water as a promise, a possibility, a passage. As constant motion. Creative formlessness, true
fluidity. As something non solid, continually implied and evaded. I start to paint with the need to
touch what for years escapes me and I follow it.
The journey is horizontal. Silence becomes sound that drifts over the surface of the water. An
indefinable course with no destination. The sea and the comfort offered by its so intimate prospect.