Dune

For this painting, as for others, many strange things happened. When we were painting it, there was an air of freedom around us.

All three of us had the vague feeling that we were finally going to be free to work only for our passion, painting.

The painting “proved it” to us, because when we were painting it, all the windows of the house were open. It was a delightful spring afternoon. Suddenly a light wind came from the garden to us. We were thinking about the face of the dune woman. So, for some reason, we wanted to follow this lovely wind, which led us to the front door of our workshop house. We opened the front door and a shower of rose petals fell in front of us. It was magical. When we returned to our easel, we knew how we would finish the face of this dune woman. It would be, like her hair, blown away by the wind.

 Oil pastel on linen paper 144×87 cm by the Bastelica triplets.