A lemon lies surrounded by purple mushrooms—like a heart among silent witnesses.
The mushrooms neither threaten nor protect: they arise like thoughts, like recurring dreams.
The fruit is a symbol of wholeness, of a closed inner life.
But its surface already enters into a dialogue with space—it seems to begin to dissolve within it.
This is a work about the boundary between the physical and the imaginary.
About the moment when an object becomes a vision.
Acrylic, oil pastel on canvas, 40*50 cm (15,7”*19,7”)
Signed on the front and back by the artist.
Stretched and ready to hang.
A certificate of Authenticity signed and dated by the artist will be included in the package.
