The broken triumphs

The perfect blend makes the imperfect shine; the contrast between the resonant and the broken triumphs, once again, over the colossal.

Yet harmony still stands out: it remains part of paradise, and, even so, a neighboring paradise exists. Your fog is not mine; it is simply another autumn day.

Tomorrow will be another day, fog or no fog, and you will choose to stay on your side of paradise; you will not come. I am haunted by that hyena feeding on an idea that was neither ours nor anyone else’s, simply planted by someone no one saw. We ran out of reasons; our hearts grew heated so that whoever comes next might have more time, and less shame, than what the two of us once shared.

Artwork size: 47” x 35” / 120x90 cm 

                         Thickness : 2” /  5 cm