I really loved American painting of everyday life. We Europeans discovered it later, or rather we discovered it through philosophy, with Sartre and Camus for example. The existence lived every day going to work. You can review your life, think about memories, what you did or what you will do. So life goes by and it’s these long moments where you wait to arrive and you see the movies of your life. And while you wait to arrive, you also wait for the end and this daily journey thus becomes the symbol of your total journey, that of your life. The women in this collection don’t seem happy but they seem satisfied with themselves, so perfect, elegant, they feel protected in their normality. As if the graphic version was life in the making, uncertain but in movement. This version stops her as if she were in a sink and even if something moves it still seems like everything is still. Painting has this effect in flat, tonal realism. A set of flavours that become one in a smoothie unlike every single flavour enjoyed one fruit at a time.