« Leaning against my backpack, I make small studies of the landscape in watercolor. Finding the right value without exaggerating the contrast, the right color by looking for the exact shade. And then, as often, while it is before my eyes and it is up to me to look, I discover the extent of the nuances of these shadows. At first glance they are all the same, “gray” to put it simply, but some tend towards green, others towards ochre, others towards blue. Tiny nuances that go unnoticed when looking at the landscape, but which when ignored in the painting, make it not fall right and feel that something is wrong. We do not notice their presence in the landscape, but their absence shocks us on the painting. As always, painting from observation is a school that forces us to observe and not only to see. The color of the shadows is here revealed and with it some secrets of what makes the beauty of a landscape to our eyes.

 is blending to the snow that erases everything. »