pen and watercolour on paper
1997 - 170 x 85 mm

Between Persephone and this small work many a thing happened.

A gallery owner I knew asked me to organise a day trip for an artist he was exhibiting, something I did with pleasure. Carmelo de la Pinta proved to be a very warmhearted person without any of the typical artist capsones, so we got along quite fine. We visited Brussels together, and passed a fine day talking about art and visiting exhibitions and Musea. And at the end of the day, he invited me to visit him and his family in Pont-Aven, Bretagne, where they lived. I have never been much of a traveler, but suddenly I sensed this would be a great experience. The heart said yes, and the voice echoed it. To make a long story short: it proved to be a tremendous time for me, visiting the region by bike (I didn't even have a driver's license at the time) and discovering a small part of what would become nearly an obsession : Bretagne. After my stay there I was invited by people living near Limoges. They were friends of Carmelo's and they organised a Biënnal to which I was promptly invited. After that I went to the Provence where I knew friends I hadn't seen for ages, and finally to Paris where I participated in a show at the time.
When I came home, I carried with me a train full of impressions and a lot of confused, mixed inspiration. It would take years to integrate what Bretagne (and the other parts of France I visited) meant to me. But although it freed me of the all-too-narrow depiction of early and borderline Greek mythology, I didn't want to fall for the bait of replacing it with Briton and Celtic myth

One of the most fascinating things I discovered is the combination of rocks and water and the various shapes it produces. This little work is based on some sketching I did on algues lying on the beach.