Time is red

Time.

Now this is indeed a theme for contemporary art, full of light and sensuality. It’s a theme that unifies the thoughts of the painter and urges him to show his multiple visions on the topic.

Red.

Because it’s a color that’s aggressive and tender at the same time. It’s a color that strucks everyone. The color of blood that runs down everyone’s veins, and therefore the color of life.

Tides, seasons, foetal stages, clock hands… Everything is in relation with that obsessing time that never backs up.

The woman, however, remains the deeply stabilizing element of this whole endless race, with her unalterable capacity to give life. She’s the constant mother and creator of a new stock of time that relentlessly replaces the one that is fleeing away already, or that is maybe already gone.