Simple love was born as an ode to lost love.
It is a fragile tale of great celebratory intent. The gesture, used in a sacred and deciphered way ,as if it were a rite, replaces the verb to narrate through bodies that passionately unfold, converse, wait for and observe each other. It is a nude picture of feelings and sensations. It is vortex, a challenge of balances and compromises to be found: visually by the body, conceptually with the heart and the mind.
Honesty is the background of a work which triggers moments of silence, memories, tensions and gazes. Inner peace must be found, as a place where space and time come to a halt and donate a simple love, without archetypes, capable of recognising the kindness of nostalgia in human fragility.