where the ellipse becomes spiral

February 2013 

I’m going back to the « Place Doria » painting that started about two years ago.
I make disappear the woman in a straitjacket and the woman at the window who weighed down the picture’s composition.

I name this new composition: « the green cry »

 
I accentuated an ellipse already visible in the folds of the shirts, I accentuated an ellipse already visible in the folds of the shirts, by a white tablecloth on which I draw precisely an arc of the ellipse. The waitress is masked for the credibility of the scales.

I reverse the cache, everything is now hidden except what is inside the ellipsegg.
Dans cette ellipse, la serveuse devient crieuse.

The screaming woman’s look comes out of the ellipse towards the red, her green cry comes out of the ellipse towards the green bush.

03/03/2013

Today, I no longer see an ellipse but rather a spiral which starts from the young boy’s eyes, then passes through his sister’s eyes, through the tablecloth, the folds, the mouth of the screamer to escape through the hole in the green bush, towards infinity… 

05/26/2015