Oil on cardboard – 12 x 9,5 inch – Unique work

The storm is close, the sky is filled with heavy grey blue clouds. The sun hastily hid. She tries to hold back her blades, which are racing with the wind, blowing stronger and stronger. Suddenly she no longer controls anything, it’s a rout.

Then the rain begins to fall, small drops, followed by large hailstones. She lets herself go, lets herself be guided by the bad weather which quickly took over. She opens her mouth and discovers, to her amazement, that the droplets, that gently settle on her tongue, are slightly sweet flavour. She hadn’t imagined that at all. Rather, she was thinking of a salty taste like the tears she regularly sheds. Her life as a grinder isn’t always as easy as it looks. There are so many obstacles here, and an endless ingratitude.

Let’s put aside these negative considerations to explore the magnificent moment of this brand new sensation. She never tires of it for a second. And the faster the blades spin, the more the water squirts and whips her dripping face. It’s pleasant, it’s soft and powerful, it’s so good. No one had ever spoken to her about it before. How curious. Why not share the good stuff?

Without delay, she warns her friends about this unexpected delicacy that is accessible to all! She soon received dozens of enthusiastic answers. Well done. For a favour, she would do absolutely anything. That’s who she is. An only child, her youth passed without major clashes but in absolute loneliness. Friendship therefore took a huge place in her adult life. Hardened single and proud of it, her girlfriends are her entire universe. They meet regularly to exchange, to party, mainly. The whole little group is united in life and in death. It is therefore with great joy that they, too, tasted this elixir from heaven.

What a delight, this candy that soothes and heals wounds. She wants more, and more, and more. But the storm is short-lived, already the clouds are dispersing to spray other territories. She is satisfied with the very last drops of rain, pure and hard honey. Hurry before it stops. A last big cloud, just above her, grants her last wish. She closes her eyes, sweet tooth.