When the moon sleeps

There are hours when the moon does not shine — it simply rests. This is a painting of that moment: the quiet between one light and the next, when darkness is not absence but presence.

A face emerges uninvited from the centre — not painted, but found. Built through layers of gesture and instinct, it appeared of its own accord, a reminder that some things cannot be planned, only discovered.

Around the centre, stars fall slowly — not from the sky, but from within the clouds themselves, drawn inward toward the light as if returning to their source.

Two pools of light — above and below — hold each other across the dark. Between them, the world breathes.

A painting about stillness. About the sacred space between waking and dreaming.

Acryl on syn. canvas 

 90 x 120 cm / 35 x 47 in

400 €  /  440 $