Ephelide

Whenever I apply Balade Sauvage, I think of two things: the coast and the beach. The sea surges in deep grey, the waves crash on the beach. The spray foams up. The sand is wet. It roars. It roars. In this painting, the air is always hazy: moisture like...

Winter was just around the corner, not to say already halfway in my apartment, my stock of Kilian's "Intoxicated" was coming to an end and actually I just wanted to have another bottling of my favourite coffee-cardamom scent for the next months - but then...