When I look at this canvas, I have the impression of finding a breath, a pulse. The colours don't just rest, they soar, rubbing against each other like voices trying to come into harmony. Red, yellow, orange, pink... for me, these are bursts of life, moments of warmth that I wanted to retain on the surface. Nothing is frozen here: each brushstroke retains the trace of a movement, an impulsive, almost instinctive gesture. In painting, I wasn't trying to represent, but to feel - to translate an overflowing inner energy. Looking back, I can see shapes embracing, fragments of light coming together. Perhaps it's a story of affection, perhaps simply a dance of colours. I hear this painting as a heartbeat: the heartbeat of life, with all its fragility and intensity.
SlowDad is my artist name. I'm a Frenchman who lived in Sweden for many years, but is now back in Occitanie, in the south of France.
I create all my work by drawing and painting digitally. I draw my inspiration from the light and warmth of my native region,..
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