'(serie') The Touch II III IV V - Des Choses de la Nuit - The Gaze

In times of change, migration, polarization and depersonalization, disquiet and melancholy haunt the tired streets. 
There is unease and longing, which cannot be captured in a frame, is beyond words and yet so close.

The longing, speechless as it is, because its existential essence is so blocked up with talk – like a lid on an empty space – roams around in introspective landscapes and in chambers of silence.  
Resonance rather than noise, attention instead of haste.

Art, a flight into silence. 
The pre-lingual, the sound of the nameless call from an infinite nostalgia for reality, the ineffable reality. 

Style, medium and material are relative and only potentialities for finding graphic solutions to the pictorial rendering of a nameless not-thing, that which wanders between signs, forms and colours – just like the white space between words.

Art represents an absence of intimacy, touches on what does not disappear when everything has passed.