Rue de la Procession. Paris.
Alone in a large empty studio.
A gaunt body, he raises his hand as if to attract attention, to speak.
A play of shadows that comes back to haunt.
Create an “other”.
A sort of chimerical Self, different but with the characteristics of the painted being.
Painter
« Without emotions, it is impossible to transform darkness into light and apathy into movement. Carl Gustav Jung »



