Beaches and a woman’s body. Like a dream that we could realize by reassembling image after image, all the same but each different. I seem to hear the sound of the surf, her laughter, the lights bouncing reflection on reflection. Transparencies that follow one another and the wind on the skin is the same that ripples the waters. The heat that pervades you together with the ice of the cold water creates a contrast between sky and earth and the sea in between, in layers. Even in this way, beauty can be expressed and nature takes care of the painting.