Anik and Gilbert

huile sur toile, 115×90 cm. Coll. particulière

When my parents discovered this painting, they burst out laughing, saying that I was giving them a first-class burial! It’s true that their exchange of glances, here, as if out of this world in this limitless space, was what I had to manage to paint. I had them pose, I took photos in the courtyard of a sheepfold in the Corbières but the beauty of the stone and the song of the cicadas were not my aim. It was a love story at stake. Contingencies fade away.