The First Arch

In this painting, the canvas seems swept by the power of an original wave, like a memory of the deluge. Circular movements, violently struck by bursts of orange and turquoise, evoke a raging sea ready to engulf everything in its path. Yet at the heart of this turmoil, an arched form emerges—fragile but unyielding—like the echo of the first ark defying the flood. The spontaneous gestures recall the chaos of untamed nature, but also the vital instinct that seeks survival. The energy is raw, wild, carried by an improvisation that makes the canvas vibrate like a musical storm. Yellows and greens pierce the horizon, signs of hope amid the cataclysm. Everything collides, confronts, and yet within this disorder a direction appears, a trajectory, as if the ark were tracing the way to a new beginning. And what if, beyond every shipwreck, the promise of a new world was already waiting?