Nights when the moon tears the sky and the still sea, just wrinkled by blades of light. And a contrast is created between the sky of clouds and light, almost a storm of shadows, and the sea beneath it. I love to abstract with colors and wax these nights when it seems that a storm is about to begin, or that instead, in the sky, there still remains a tail of the clouds thick with rain from the storm that has just ended. And it is precisely within the purple and the colors of the earth that I still imagine that nature saves itself.
Oil, Graphite, Cold Wax
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Nights when the moon tears the sky and the still sea, just wrinkled by blades of light. And a contrast is created between the sky of clouds and light, almost a storm of shadows, and the sea beneath it. I love to abstract with colors and wax these nights when it seems that a storm is about to begin, or that instead, in the sky, there still remains a tail of the clouds thick with rain from the storm that has just ended. And it is precisely within the purple and the colors of the earth that I still imagine that nature saves itself.
Oil, Graphite, Cold Wax
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