Imaginary flower 11
Colored inks on paper
67 x 50 cm
I am sensitive to the strength of flowers.
This strength that makes them grow between two stones, that allows them to make use of the slightest flaw in concrete.
One can almost hear the rustle of this strength…
A joyous strength, sparkling like fire works…
That is why my bouquets and my flowers cover up the canvas, and sometimes overflow the sides, and explode into our faces.
Explosion of colours, of shapes.
Explosion of the pulse of life.