LAURENT PRONEUR
Secret Vault 2025
“I’ve been so focused on creating that I’ve let
too many powerful works sit in my studio,
unseen. I’m opening the vault to let them live in
the world.”
Sens of wonder
Oil on canvas 60X96in
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Oil on canvas 48X60in
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Portrait of a worry man
"The Worry Man" is a haunting portrait of silent tension, his face carved with furrows, his eyes lost in thought. The colors may be subdued or restless, mirroring a mind caught in loops of doubt. He carries the weight of invisible burdens, yet stands with quiet dignity. A reflection of the human condition, fragile, thoughtful, and deeply alive.
Horse with a pink saddle
Oil on canvas 50X50in
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The Leader
Oil on canvas 55X96in
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The Ones Who Speak in Silence
In a storm of turquoise and violet, fractured faces rise like overlapping memories. These figures do not shout — they whisper through layered marks, half-erased gestures, and trembling outlines. The piece is a portrait of inner voices, the hidden conversations we carry within ourselves. It is both chaotic and tender, a raw map of human consciousness dissolving into light
Oil on canvas 50X50in
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Oil on canvas 55X70in
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Horse in the mist
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A rare fusion of abstraction and narrative, Horse in a Mist invites the viewer into a world where form dissolves into atmosphere.
Muted turquoise layers hold the ghost of a figure, a fleeting equine presence, revealed only through shifting strokes of cobalt, moss, and ochre.
A single ember of orange punctuates the haze, the heartbeat of the composition.
This work captures not the horse itself, but the act of seeking it, the quiet tension between certainty and disappearance.
For the discerning collector, it is a meditation on beauty that refuses to be fully possessed.
A statement piece, commanding from across the room, yet intimate in its invitation to step closer.
Les Émissaires du Crépuscule
Oil on canvas 50X50in
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In this vivid oil painting, luminous figures emerge from a deep black night like messengers returning from another world. Their bodies glow with electric yellows, pinks, and turquoise — colors that feel alive, almost breathing. Surrounding them are strange hybrid animals and floating symbols, as if the scene were part procession, part cosmic ritual
The Procession of Souls
Oil on canvas 60X72in
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Oil on canvas 55X55in
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Fishes
"Fishes" is a fluid symphony of movement and mystery, shimmering forms gliding through an abstract sea of color. The painting evokes an underwater dreamscape, where silence reigns and everything flows. Each fish feels like a thought drifting in the subconscious, serene yet unpredictable, inviting the viewer to dive deeper into the unknown.
The Parade of Living Stories
Bright yellow light floods a crowd of eccentric souls — each figure a fragment of humor, vulnerability, and fragile pride. A small red creature stands at the center like a silent witness to the human carnival. Here, every character speaks their own truth, yet all belong to the same chaotic celebration. Vibrant, warm, and deeply human, the painting captures the messy theater of life.
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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Pastel People
"Pastel People" captures a dreamlike world where soft colors and blurred lines evoke quiet emotion. Figures seem to drift between reality and reverie, painted in gentle tones of lavender, mint, and rose. The work explores identity, fragility, and the beauty of those who don’t shout to exist, they simply glow.
Duality
Oil on canvas 60X72in
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"Duality" is a visual tension, a dance between light and shadow, chaos and calm. Two forces face each other, not to fight, but to coexist. The painting pulses with contrast: warm against cool, soft curves against sharp lines. It reflects the inner struggle and harmony of being both storm and stillness at once.
Spectators
Oil on canvas 60X96in
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"The Spectators" captures a crowd frozen in time—faceless figures watching, waiting, perhaps judging, perhaps dreaming. Their presence is silent yet heavy, like eyes that never blink. Painted in layered glances and muted tones, the piece explores themes of observation, detachment, and the quiet weight of being seen without truly being known.
Pink
Oil on canvas 60X72in
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"Pink" is a tender rebellion—a burst of softness that refuses to be small. Layers of blush, rose, and coral bloom across the canvas like emotion turned visible. It’s not just a color, but a feeling: raw, innocent, bold. This painting whispers and shouts at once, celebrating vulnerability as power.
Shameless model
Oil on canvas 72X65in
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"Shameless Model" confronts the viewer with raw honesty, no mask, no pose, just presence. The figure, unapologetically bare, radiates a quiet defiance, turning vulnerability into strength. With bold strokes and unfiltered emotion, the painting challenges shame itself, inviting us to see beauty in truth and the courage it takes to simply be.
Au tableau
Oil on canvas 72X96in
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First Drawings
Oil on canvas 48X96in
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"First Drawing" feels like a memory made visible, imperfect, curious, and full of wonder. The lines are spontaneous, like a child's hand discovering shape for the first time. There's no polish, only truth. This piece honors the sacred beginning of creation, where expression mattered more than technique, and every mark was magic.
Parchemin
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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"Parchemin" unfolds like an ancient whisper, its textures cracked, its tones aged like forgotten ink. The surface breathes with secrets, as if time itself had written across it. This painting evokes the sacredness of memory, of stories etched in silence, where every crease and mark becomes a language older than words.
Welcome to america
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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“Welcome to America”
A bold and evocative canvas, this piece captures the clash between dreams and disillusionment. Bright colors burst like fireworks against a backdrop of chaos — fragments of flags, hands up situation. There’s wonder, tension, and satire woven into the brushstrokes, as if the painting is asking: what exactly are we welcoming you to?
Terrified
Oil on canvas 55X55in
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“Terrified”
This painting trembles with raw emotion, distorted forms, trembling lines, and a palette of uneasy contrasts reflect a psyche on edge. It’s as if fear itself took hold of the brush, leaving behind a visceral imprint of anxiety, isolation, and silent screams. A mirror into the fragile moments we try to hide.
childish behavior
Oil on canvas 55X55in
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“Childish Behavior”
Playful yet rebellious, this piece dances between innocence and defiance. Scribbles clash with bold strokes, as if a child took over the studio in a fit of joyful anarchy. Beneath the laughter, there’s a quiet critique, a reminder that the lines between freedom and immaturity, spontaneity and chaos, are often drawn by grown-up hands.
Illusions
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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“Illusions”
A dreamlike tapestry of shifting forms and vanishing lines, Illusions plays tricks on the eye and mind. Layers of translucent color drift over half-seen figures and warped reflections, inviting the viewer to question what is real. It’s a visual riddle, beautiful, deceptive, and unsettling, like chasing truth through a fog of fantasies.
Mathematic dunce
Oil on canvas 72X60in
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“Mathematic Dunce”
This painting pulses with irony and frustration. Angular shapes, broken equations, and chaotic scribbles clash with a rigid grid beneath, a mind at war with logic. The central figure, crowned with a dunce cap made of numbers, stares blankly as symbols swirl like a storm. It’s a portrait of alienation in a world obsessed with precision.
Written on gold
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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“Written on Gold”
A luminous, sacred canvas where words shimmer like ancient secrets carved into light. Gold leaf glows beneath delicate inscriptions, some legible, some lost to time, evoking holy texts, forgotten poems, or whispered vows. Written on Gold feels like a relic from another realm, where language and light are one and the same.
Color me good
Oil on canvas 52X60in
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“Color Me Good”
Vibrant, cheeky, and full of energy, Color Me Good bursts with unapologetic joy. Bold splashes, playful doodles, and childlike figures invite the viewer to participate, as if the canvas is asking to be finished by your imagination. Beneath the fun lies a deeper yearning: the desire to be seen, to be loved, to be colored good.
Dance with me
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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“Dance With Me”
A swirl of movement frozen in time, figures dissolve into rhythm, lines bend like music, and colors pulse like a beating heart. Dance With Me is an invitation, both tender and wild, to surrender control and follow the beat of something greater. It's not just a painting; it’s a motion, a moment, a memory mid-spin.
Mental abstraction
Oil on canvas 55X55in
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“Mental Abstraction”
A cerebral storm rendered in paint, fragmented shapes, tangled lines, and shifting layers mimic the chaos of thought untamed. Mental Abstraction dives deep into the subconscious, where logic dissolves and emotion takes form. It's a map of the invisible: messy, beautiful, and impossibly true to how the mind really feels.
Chalkboard Dreams
Oil on canvas 60X96in
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A child's mind dances across the blackboard, unfiltered, electric, and wild.
Each scribble a secret, each color a feeling without a name.
No rules, no critics, just raw emotion chalked into being.
A celebration of the moment before we learned to be afraid of being wrong.
transparent Man
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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He walks unseen, but not unnoticed
A presence made of echoes, bruises, and breath.
His thoughts bleed through his skin,
scribbled like confessions on parchment.
He’s not invisible.
He’s transparent.
And in that raw exposure,
he becomes more human than the rest.
Veil of the Watchers
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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Three figures emerge, faceless yet divine,
halos hovering, secrets shared in silence.
Their bodies melt into mist,
like memories you almost remember.
Are they saints, specters, or symbols?
They conspire not with words,
but with presence.
The Messengers
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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In this electric, two-toned world of turquoise and gold, strange beings gather like witnesses between realities. Their expressions feel ancient and wounded, yet strangely divine — halos float above their heads, as if they carry messages no one else can hear.
Birds perch beside them, acting as guides or omens, blurring the line between spirit and creature. The whole scene vibrates with a beautiful tension: innocence and violence, purity and chaos, all colliding in a single moment of truth.
910
Oil on canvas 50X50in
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The man Elk
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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“Bathed in gold, a creature of many voices stands, half man, half myth. Faces bloom like echoes of forgotten selves, antlers rising as a crown of wild spirit. It is a hymn to chaos and metamorphosis, where the human body becomes a chorus of souls.”
The gathering
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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“A tapestry of intertwined beings, where faces, hands, and creatures flow into one another like dreams in motion. Soft greens and golden hues weave harmony from chaos, evoking a world where humanity, animals, and spirit breathe as one body.”
Voyage of many souls
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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“A boat drifts across turquoise waters, carrying a fusion of beings, half human, half animal, crowned with antlers and wings. Their faces overlap like memories in motion, gazing outward toward sun and moon. A lone fish glimmers below, tethered to a suspended line, as if bridging two worlds: the celestial above and the mysterious deep. It is a vision of journey, balance, and the eternal dance between earth, sky, and sea.”
The Musiscians
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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“A surreal orchestra of bodies and faces, entangled in rhythm and sound. Eyes float like notes, limbs stretch into instruments, strings, keys, and breath merging into one continuous symphony. Steam rises from a dreaming head, as if music itself were born from thought. It is a dance of chaos and harmony, where every fragment becomes a musician.”
Gabriella
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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“Seated in quiet stillness, a figure emerges as many, faces overlapping, limbs folding, eyes turning inward and outward at once. The body is both bird and human, tender and fractured, as if revealing the multiple selves we carry when we sit in reflection. It is a portrait of presence, memory, and the invisible voices within.”
L'homme aux long bras
Oil on canvas 52X60in
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“Childlike lines burst with primal energy, figures sketched in neon and earth tones wander across the canvas. A towering black form with impossibly long arms looms, hand outstretched toward smaller creatures drawn in bright blue, orange, and yellow. The scene feels playful yet haunting, like a dream scribbled on a schoolyard wall where innocence meets shadow.”
Purple pulse
Oil on canvas 60X70in
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“A storm of colors collides, violet, gold, crimson, and green bursting like fragments of memory. Figures half-seen emerge from the chaos: silhouettes, gestures, whispers of faces dissolving into raw energy. It is a dance between order and wild abandon, where every stroke pulses with movement and every hue feels alive.”
The cowet
Oil on canvas 48X96in
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“Against a fierce red backdrop, a white beast takes shape, part cow, part spirit, its body filled with childlike scribbles, names, and echoes of voices. Words like ‘hey!’ and ‘the cowet’ float across the canvas, as if painted whispers from another world. Raw, primal, and untamed, the creature becomes both guardian and graffiti, a totem of innocence and rebellion.”
Circus People
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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They tumble, they fly,
they juggle the sky.
Painted with laughter,
hearts full of song,
the circus people
carry us along.
The Secret
Oil on canvas 46X60in
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Three heads close,
a whisper slips,
like a butterfly
from quiet lips.
Eyes sparkle bright,
hearts softly meet,
a little world
where secrets sleep.
monocular man
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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One eye sees the world so wide,
half in shadow, half in light.
He winks at stars, he stares at sand,
the strange, small tales
of a monocular man.
the 5
faces man
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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He smiles, he frowns,
he whispers, he shouts,
five faces turning
as the day spins about.
One for the morning,
one for the night,
one hides in shadows,
one dances in light.
But the fifth face stays quiet,
no laughter, no cries—
it only keeps secrets
behind its wide eyes.
Le bocal noir et blanc
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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A storm of faces, half-formed, half-forgotten,
emerges from a haze of graphite dreams.
Lines snarl, twist, and whisper,
like memories scribbled in a restless hand.
Eyes float, teeth glimmer,
shadows converse in silence—
a chorus of hidden voices
caught between chaos and creation.
L'avion et le chien
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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A meadow of memories,
where creatures half-dreamed wander
a purple sheep grazing beside
ghostly figures etched in haste.
Colors collide like children’s laughter,
innocence scribbled in wild strokes,
a fragile world between play and myth,
where stories bloom without end.
The Mother
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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From luminous hues emerges a maternal figure,
her form both protective and transcendent.
Within her body, new life unfolds
a vision where color and spirit merge,
offering an eternal symbol of creation and care.
The Chorus of Many Faces
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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A fragmented harmony of beings emerges—
faces turning, merging, dissolving into one another.
Hands reach outward like wings of transformation,
while eyes scatter across the canvas,
each carrying a fragment of memory,
a whisper of past and future selves.
The painting becomes a theater of identity,
where no single figure dominates,
but together they sing—
a chorus of souls woven into light and earth.
Carnival of Eyes and Limbs
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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A jubilant chaos unfolds across the canvas,
figures intertwining, dissolving, and reborn,
their bodies a puzzle of eyes, hands, and laughter.
The golden yellows and soft blues dance together,
echoing both innocence and sensuality,
a celebration of the body as fragmented, fluid, alive.
This is not a single figure, but a carnival of selves,
a wild choreography where joy and strangeness
exist side by side in radiant harmony.
The red couch, diptych
Oil on canvas 55X96in
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On the red couch, bodies dissolve into dreamlike forms
figures resting, merging, embracing,
their outlines shifting between desire and serenity.
The crimson seat becomes more than furniture:
it is a stage for intimacy,
a vessel of memory and passion,
a place where human presence lingers like fire and shadow.
Whispers Beneath the Surface
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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From the chaos of color, hidden faces emerge—
eyes glancing through veils of green, violet, and gold.
The canvas feels both eroded and alive,
a weathered wall of memory where emotions
push through like fragments of speech and dream.
This work holds tension between concealment and revelation,
as if the soul itself were layered in strokes,
always half-seen, always whispering from beneath
The Mask of Color
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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A face emerges in fragments of flame and shadow,
stitched together by lines that both bind and reveal.
Reds ignite against fields of green and blue,
as if emotion itself had been painted raw.
This figure is neither fully human nor fully hidden—
it is a mask of the soul,
where vulnerability and strength meet
in a storm of color and light.
The Wounded Jester
Oil on canvas 36X60in
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A dark figure stands defiant, arms raised,
its face split into symbols, an eye of warning,
a grin of pain disguised as laughter.
An arrow pierces the body,
yet the stance remains upright, almost triumphant.
Gridlines mark the chest like a cage,
while bright strokes of teal, red, and yellow
shatter the darkness with flashes of life.
This is both victim and warrior,
a raw embodiment of survival painted in primal rhythm.
Voices of the Sea
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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Fish, faces, and fragments drift together,
swimming in a tide of ochres, blues, and reds.
Eyes stare in every direction,
as if watching both above and below the surface.
The canvas feels like a net of memories,
half-human, half-ocean,
a chorus of beings bound by water, instinct, and dream.
The Walkers of Dawn
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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In a pale, dream-washed landscape, figures drift like early morning ghosts — half-awake, half-remembered. A great creature towers above them, fragile yet noble, while a golden animal grazes below, grounding the scene in something ancient and instinctive.
Everything feels suspended between night and day, clarity and fog — as if these beings are crossing the thin threshold of dawn, carrying with them the quiet weight of yesterday and the trembling promise of what comes next.
Daydream Map
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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This painting feels like a child’s mind spilled onto canvas, a place where shapes are half-formed, colors dance without rules, and scribbles hold secret meanings. The greens and blues create a watery, weightless world, like being submerged in memory, while bright reds and yellows pop like sudden bursts of joy or mischief. Hidden faces peek out, as if imaginary friends are whispering in the background.
It’s a visual diary of curiosity, naïve, wild, and unfiltered, as though the canvas itself is caught mid-play, refusing to sit still or grow up.
King of the Playground
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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This painting bursts with quirky little characters, loose shapes, and a whimsical chaos that feels both spontaneous and intentional. The pale background acts like a page where imagination has run wild, filled with creatures, symbols, and marks that seem to be talking to one another. The crowned figure near the top becomes the hero of this strange fairytale, while planes, animals, and stick-like silhouettes wander through the scene, turning the whole piece into a chaotic carnival of thoughts.
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Beware the Mean Dog
Oil on canvas 55x55in
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This painting feels like a cryptic warning left behind on a wall. The text “Beware Mean Dog” sets the tone, but the scene is full of playful contradictions: the “dog” looks cartoonish, more curious than threatening, while a lone, elongated figure stands tall with red blocks for a body, appearing both comical and menacing.
The scattered symbols, cage-like structures, abstract marks, and isolated body parts, give the piece a raw, primitive energy, as if it were discovered on the side of an abandoned building. The turquoise patches of color act like windows, little breaks of calm amidst the scribbled tension.
Split Silence
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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This is a striking and emotionally charged piece that feels like a portrait caught between two worlds.
The right side of the canvas bursts with chaotic, layered energy, a storm of vivid colors, scratches, and textures forming a distorted face. The brushwork feels almost violent, with scribbles of black, streaks of orange, electric blues, acid greens, and flashes of red suggesting raw emotion, confusion, or a mind in turmoil.
Contrasting this is the ghostly left side , a pale, serene face barely sketched in, with soft eyes and lips floating calmly against a neutral background. It feels like the quiet, innocent self that coexists with the noisy, tangled one
Portrait of a hunter
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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A creature both fierce and holy stands beneath a burning golden sky. Its form is wild, primal, yet crowned with a fragile halo, as if chosen for a destiny it did not seek. The brushstrokes are raw and restless, tracing a body caught between instinct and transcendence. In the background, faint human eyes seem to watch in silence, witnessing the eternal struggle between strength and grace.
This painting is not just an image but a confrontation, a reminder that even the most powerful of us may be called to bear the weight of spirit.
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Elephant in the Dream
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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This painting radiates a sense of quiet strength and mystery. At first glance, the figure seems to emerge from the earth itself, a fusion of an elephant’s silhouette and a human profile, as though the animal is an extension of the dreamer’s own mind. The earthy yellows, ochres, and mossy greens ground the composition, while the light blue highlights create a subtle pulse of life and movement.
The overlapping lines and abstract contours suggest both protection and weight, evoking themes of memory, ancestral presence, and emotional burdens. It feels as if the painting is asking the viewer to confront what is hidden yet ever-present, the “elephant in the room”, but in a poetic, dreamlike way rather than a literal one.
The Weight of Being
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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This painting feels like an intimate meditation on existence. The figure, seated in a curled, protective posture, radiates both fragility and quiet power. The impossibly elongated neck — almost a lifeline — draws the viewer’s gaze upward to a small, serene face crowned by a faint turquoise halo, suggesting enlightenment, vulnerability, or spiritual transcendence.
The muted, earthy background allows the figure to feel suspended in a timeless space, neither fully grounded nor fully free. It’s as though the body carries the heaviness of reality while the head, distant and light, reaches toward the divine. The glowing halo becomes a whisper of hope, a promise that despite the weight, there is grace above.
Symphony of a Restless Mind
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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This piece explodes with energy — a head-like figure fragmented into a kaleidoscope of colors, lines, and emotions. The vivid red background intensifies the sense of urgency, almost as if the figure is radiating heat or passion.
The chaotic layering of shapes and marks feels like overlapping thoughts, half-formed words, and fleeting emotions all colliding at once. The face seems present yet disassembled — an identity in flux. The bold turquoise and pink patches add flashes of hope and playfulness, contrasting the darker strokes that suggest tension and internal conflict.
The Couple
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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This painting feels like a portrait of two beings standing at the edge of vulnerability. The figures are roughly formed yet expressive, their bodies almost melting into the background, as if they are part of the same scene but living in different emotional worlds.
The left figure, with its wide mouth and darkened eyes, has a feral, almost mischievous presence, while the right figure, with pale tones and a splash of red on the lips, appears softer yet equally unsettling. The green background connects them, suggesting an environment — perhaps a shared space or shared history — that binds them together despite their differences.
Dans le Jardin des Rêves
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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This painting breathes like an early spring morning. Bursts of green, blue, and red dance over a veil of soft yellow light, as if the sun had washed away time. Shapes appear and fade, like fleeting childhood memories, fragile, playful, impossible to hold. It feels like a whisper, a faded laugh, a trace of a game is in the air.
Dans le Jardin des Rêves 2
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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This second painting breathes like a late summer morning. Bursts of yellows, blue, and red dance over a veil of soft yellow light, as if the sun had washed away time. Shapes appear and fade, like fleeting childhood memories, fragile, playful, impossible to hold. It feels like a whisper, a faded laugh, a trace of a game still lingering in the air.
Bleu blanc, saignant
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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Une silhouette fantomatique se tient dans la brume,
ses contours tremblent,
ses couleurs se dissolvent dans la terre.
Au-dessus, des ombres passent comme une menace,
tandis que le rouge s’infiltre,
non pas le rouge calme d’un drapeau,
mais le rouge brûlant d’une plaie ouverte.
C’est le portrait d’une nation en suspens,
fragile, lumineuse,
encore vivante,
mais qui saigne.
Les Jardins Sauvages
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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Un éclat de lumière déchire la toile,
les jaunes et les verts se mêlent
comme un champ en plein été.
Des éclats de bleu et de rouge
apparaissent comme des fleurs imprévues,
naissant au milieu du chaos.
C’est une danse d’énergie brute,
un désordre joyeux,
où chaque trace semble dire :
« la vie pousse malgré tout ».
The Weary Angel
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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A violet face rises from the silence,
eyes open yet heavy,
a guardian suspended between heaven and earth.
Its white wings dissolve into dust,
its halo hovers like a fading memory,
and still it remains, unmoving,
witness to our excess,
protector despite its fatigue.
An angel bleeding from within,
yet still keeping watch.
King of Chaos
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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This figure feels like a ruler of its own strange universe. The bright red crown almost hovers like an idea rather than a real object, as if the character is declaring itself king by pure force of imagination. The spirals in the face evoke thought, obsession, endless cycles, while the single raised arm is both a gesture of power and a cry for attention.
The background glows with reds and oranges like a fire-lit throne room. The blue eye pierces through the warmth, adding a note of alertness, even suspicion, as if this crowned figure is very aware of being watched.
It’s a painting about self-proclamation, the need to be seen, and the chaotic beauty of claiming one’s own identity.
Monsieur et Madame
Oil on canvas 48X72in
diptych
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Echoes of Laughter
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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A fractured face emerges through turquoise waves,
its lips a scarlet whisper,
its eyes uneven lanterns searching the crowd.
Red lines strike like laughter cut open,
yellow sparks dance with bruises of green.
It is a clown, or perhaps the memory of one,
standing at the edge of comedy and grief,
where paint becomes flesh,
and flesh becomes mask.
Ghosts of the Meadow
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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The canvas is like a misted field where memory, dream, and instinct blur together. Figures emerge faintly from a luminous white veil, an animal skull with its watchful hollow eyes, spectral silhouettes of people, and fragmented faces that seem half-born, half-fading. Hints of color, greens, ochres, and flashes of cobalt, suggest traces of life pushing through the haze, like wild grasses breaking through morning fog.
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Lost Alphabet
Oil on canvas 90X48in
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Once, there was an alphabet that children invented before they knew how to write.
It was not made of rules or grammar, but of scribbles, colors, and secret shapes.
Each letter carried a memory, of laughter, of fear, of questions no one could answer.
But as time passed, the alphabet was forgotten. The words became noise, the drawings erased.
Only fragments remained: a heart, a face, an animal, a half-written word.
Like echoes of a language we once spoke in our innocence, the canvas holds the traces.
“Lost Alphabet” is not about what we can read, but about what we can still feel
the raw chaos of childhood, preserved in fragile colors,
reminding us that sometimes the truest words are the ones that never existed.
The Wanderer
“The Wanderer” stands alone in a vast green world, a heavy figure stitched together from memories, shadows, and fragments of past lives. Its body carries the marks of every road it has walked — colors like bruises, lines like scars, shapes like forgotten stories. Though the landscape around it shimmers with flux and noise, the Wanderer remains upright, dignified, moving forward with quiet resilience. It is the portrait of a soul in transit — unsettled, searching, and beautifully alive.
She Rests Within Me
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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Two figures, or perhaps one divided,
leaning into the quiet ache of connection.
Their outlines blur, their colors fold,
like memories learning how to hold each other again.
The body becomes a landscape of touch,
a fragile architecture of love and loss,
where even silence
feels like a heartbeat.
Toro Blanco
oil on canvas 96X48in
The Playground of Ghosts
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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They dance in chalk and dust,
little skeletons of memory,
drawn by hands that once believed in magic.
Every figure hums with the noise of childhood:
fear, laughter, hunger, and wonder,
all tangled together in electric lines.
This is where innocence meets the void,
where the walls of night become
the blackboard of the soul.
Went fishing
oil on canvas 70X60in
Primitive Grace
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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They walk through the birth of color,
skin made of charcoal,
hearts lit by forgotten suns.
Between them,
a creature carries the memory of motion,
the pulse of the first song.
They are neither gods nor men
only beginnings,
only breath,
only the beautiful noise
of becoming.
The One Who Waits
Oil on canvas 36X48in
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A solitary figure emerges from a mist of soft greys and fractured light, half-formed and half-vanishing. Their raised hand feels like a quiet signal—part greeting, part surrender—while colors flicker across the body like memories trying to surface.
The scene feels suspended, weightless, as if time has paused around this being who is neither here nor gone, simply waiting for something to arrive… or for something lost to return.
Things I Leave Behind
Oil on canvas 96X58in
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In this haunting yet luminous piece, a lone figure emerges from the shadows , pale, almost translucent, as if shedding layers of memory. Behind him, a storm of black and ochre carries fragments of the past: ghosts of emotion, unfinished sentences, and traces of all that once defined him. The figure, though fragile, moves toward a brighter horizon, where yellow and white break through the darkness like forgiveness.
This work speaks of transformation, the quiet courage it takes to walk forward while still carrying the echoes of what was. It is about rebirth, acceptance, and the bittersweet beauty of letting go.
The Moment Before
Oil on canvas 55X96in
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The Moment Before captures the fragile hush between intention and consequence.
A golden animal stands on the left — innocent, ancient, unaware — rendered with a warm, almost sacred presence. On the right, a figure holds a bow, drawn and ready, suspended in the instant just before release. The arrow, like a thought not yet acted upon, vibrates in the air.
This is a painting about choice.
About how a single gesture can change everything.
About the space where mercy and violence meet.
The vast pale background feels like memory, snow, or silence — a place where time slows down enough for us to see ourselves clearly. The naive lines and scribbles recall childhood — before we understood the impact of our own hands.
Here, the viewer becomes the arrow.
We are the tension.
We Were Golden Once
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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Not everything fades.
Some love stays luminous.
We were golden once, and somewhere in us, we still are.
The Traveler With No Map
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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A lone figure stands at the edge of an unfinished sky — a wanderer, a dreamer, or perhaps a memory of yourself in motion. The hat suggests a sort of playful bravery, like someone who knows the road ahead is uncertain but chooses to walk it with color anyway.
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When the Memory Was Still Warm
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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This painting feels like remembering something you can’t quite touch anymore, a face, a voice, a moment suspended between presence and disappearance. The forms emerge softly from a pale atmosphere, like figures returning in a dream. There is a warmth of yellow, a pulse of life, held inside a field of quiet white, as if the heart is trying to hold onto something that time is slowly dissolving.
The lines are fragile, hesitant, searching. They outline what once was, or what almost was — a memory just before it drifts away. The orange frame on the right is like a window, or a picture in the mind, a reminder that not everything fades evenly. Some pieces stay vivid, glowing.
Here, absence speaks.
Born of Fire
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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“Born of Fire” presents a creature that feels both ancient and freshly imagined, a hybrid spirit rising against a field of blazing red. The figure is drawn with raw charcoal lines that overlap like fragmented memories, forming one body out of many faces, limbs, and instincts. It stands tense and alive, as if caught between evolution and emotion. This painting is a confrontation with our most primal selves, a reminder that beneath every human gesture lies an animal heartbeat, still burning.”
The Pink-Legged Horse
In this radiant golden haze, a horse emerges, not as a literal creature, but as an emotional apparition. Its right front leg, painted in bright pink, rises delicately as if the animal is caught mid-gesture, suspended between motion and grace. The form is fragmented yet unmistakable: a slender neck, a lifted limb, a body dissolving into strokes of amber, rose, and lime green.
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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The Meeting in the Blue Garden
In a field of soft blues, yellows, and pinks, two figures reach toward one another as delicate creatures drift around them. Gesture and instinct collide, creating a world where shapes melt into emotion. This work captures the fragile moment when connection appears between beings who are still learning how to exist together.
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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Les Messagers du Matin
In The Morning Messengers, soft golden tones shape two elongated figures emerging from a luminous haze. Their bodies appear to rise gently through layers of warm color, as if carrying the first light of day. The strokes are instinctive yet tender, capturing a quiet sense of rebirth and the fragile beauty of new beginnings.
Oil on canvas 38X46in
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Dislocated Figure
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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This work presents the human body as a shifting construction rather than a fixed form. Fragmented lines, interrupted gestures, and suspended planes of color suggest a figure caught between movement and stillness. The anatomy appears provisional, as if continuously redrawn, emphasizing vulnerability and imbalance.
The painting reflects the instability of presence, where the body becomes a place of transition, memory, and quiet tension rather than certainty.
The prey
Oil on canvas 60Xx48in
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Parade of the Gentle Giants
Parade of the Gentle Giants depicts a vibrant gathering of large, protective forms moving together in harmony. The warm ochres and subtle pastels create a feeling of communal strength,figures blending, supporting, and guiding one another. It is a tribute to unity, shared movement, and the power found in collective spirit.
Oil on canvas 48X60in
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