Here you find the limits of the capacity of neurons of only 76 years old, still functioning.
These are sediments of decades coming to life. With nuances not always very clear, or explainable.
We think by talking and painting also talks. Impossible to separate one from the other.
The texts dialogue with the colors. The words look for lines, shapes, and complete each other in some way.
We are accomplices in this territory, whose end we need to unravel.