Taxis sous la pluie
“The asphalt has become a badly polished mirror, and the light stumbles on it. The city never stops; it gets its feet wet in its own reflection. In the mi…
€400 — Neo Pablo
“The asphalt has become a badly polished mirror, and the light stumbles on it. The city never stops; it gets its feet wet in its own reflection. In the middle, a man dressed all in black crosses without hurrying, as if he knew something we don’t. The taxis blaze in the foreground; the sky lights up orange at the far end of the avenue. New York I take like a storm: I catch what I can between two claps of thunder. That black figure in the middle is the whole painting: the man who keeps walking while the city shouts around him, and who doesn’t look back. That is what moves me — the chance to be alone among a million headlights and to find a kind of peace there.” — Neo Pablo Technique: oil on c…
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