To paint

To paint

Tracing …, spreading …, halting …, grasping what little by little takes shape.

Being, and finding myself in the material and the form that slowly emerges.

Being, and resonating from the colors, the surfaces that appear, lighting that appeals as well as shadows, structures that motivate…

Being and searching with the movement, the trace, the material, and suddenly, grabbing what speaks to me, what echoes in me.

Being and exploring the possibilities, looking for the equilibrium while playing with the material.

Being and accepting to lose oneself.

Going forward, always advancing, to search at the limits of the uncertain the form intuited, until the moment it reveals itself.

Between what was to be, sustained by an intention, and what is, what I have experienced affectively has emerged in the proximity with the material.