The painter's break
Sitting, standing, the lines of an unknown poem. The chair is a perfect sculpture when you use it, you don't see it anymore. The chair is my body resting, a return to my own interior. To paint is also to contemplate, in front of the mirror, the painter's pause is a music that never stops. When one dances, the painter starts to move, and then words like dreamy tattoos come out.
Solid beech and Posca
78 x 42 x 44 cm
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