I bought a canvas. It was the first time I painted on it. I used tempera colours.
I wanted to keep the way in which I made “Sleeping Juno”: same colours, same profile, restlessness. No eyes, because everything had to be EERIE.
A woman. She’s sitting on the train and she’s leaving. She’s holding a letter with her hands, but she won’t read it. She’s inflexible, rigid, cold. She does not care about that black mysterious figure, which is hoping that the woman come back to him. But she’s looking away, far away from that black figure that made her suffer.