My artist’s heart can enter the spacious garden of observation where most truths and sensations are hidden, only to open up and pour a world full of colors gracefully reviling visions and ideas..
Beneath I see a multicolor surface like an abstract drawing niched in the clouds between a silk scarf swirls and velvet cushions.
Visions of dream that can almost disappear in a chromatic hopscotch but leaving my heart with a palette woven with stuff of dreams and white orchard rose blossoms..
SOPHIAFINE modern art