Oil on linen – After the novels after the skirts that trail along the floor
After the novels after the skirts that trail along the floor, 2017, 0, 36 × 36
Down silent courts and secret passages, 2017, 0, 36 × 36
I have known the eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, 2017, 0, 54 × 60
I remember a slice of apricot pie and a bitten macaroon, 2017, 0, 24 × 48
Laughter tinkled among the tea cups, 2017, 0, 54 × 60
Put your shoes at the door and prepare for life, 2017, 0, 54 × 60
Que vous êtes joli! Que vous me semblez beau!, 2017, 0, 60 × 48
Summer laid her supple glove, 2017, 0, 30 × 30
The golden fog that robs its back upon the window panes, 2017, 0, 70 × 160
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet, 2017, 0, 54 × 60
Towards the door we open into the rose garden, 2017, 0, 36 × 36