Caylus France novembre 2015
The trees reassure me. The gravity and the noise of the world do not seem to have any hold on them. They live by night. The evening light dresses them out night colors. And then begins the cabal, they begin to move and take terrifying forms which like in the films of Tim Burton sharpen the imagination of the children. The next day, it is never quite safe to find them exactly in the same place.
Monotype and Acrylic on japanese paper