Storm clouds abruptly flood the sky, in one deft blow obstructing any trace of luminosity. Their murky ceiling hangs so low I feel I could brush up against it. My field of vision narrows in this ominous setting. Moving back and forth relentlessly, my eyes scan the horizon, hoping for a ray of light. In the gloom, monochrome hues of pewter and deep indigo take over the landscape. Suddenly, a radiant stroke descends, pointing an accusatory finger at the now disquieting water. The sky rips apart, revealing a pool of faint luminosity that gradually intensifies into a blaze as bright as a lighthouse beam.
Its energy pours out over the landscape, resuscitated by this brief and violent manifestation.
What would emotions be without light ?
Elements plunges the viewer into an organic dreamscape that is constantly shifting, producing light and ambiance at times serene, at times dramatic. Where lines and colours in their purest forms take us back to the origins of wonder.