The time near the sea is slower. The most intense colors; how to touch them. They get confused with each other. The sea is a metronome; It marks your time, not his. Like an intimate controversy. Your time is what brought you in front of the waves; it expands even when the sea becomes furious and the waves stretch out on the beach as if to squeeze the sand, penetrating it and stealing it. That is the time of the sea, the intimate rarefaction that leads to breaking thoughts while time, even that of the surrounding shrubs, envelops you, takes you away. With the sand. That’s when it becomes love
Original Abstract Oil on Canvas 320 g /m2, fine grain, 100% cotton.
Format 90×90 cm.
Extrafine fine pigmented colors Mussini, M. Harding, Blockx. Oil pastel Sennelier.
Signed on the front and on the back by the author with certificate of authenticity and personal identification hologram of the artwork.
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