The dreams of the Camargue shore

Under the warm breath of the morning, the light lingers on the bleached walls of a solitary house. Two motionless horses watch over the edge of the water, where the reflections stretch like dreams. Everything seems suspended between sky and river, in a silence that only light dares to disturb. It’s a fragile moment—the one when the day awakens and places its soul on simple things

Acrylic painting