This canvas pierced by a burst of light, cradled by the dance of the planets, brings hope to life on one side and desire, our deepest aspirations, on the other.

 

Whether at dusk or at dawn, when I find myself in peace, listening to the fluctuations of my emotions, I remember that life is made of choices, at every moment.

 

The vault of the sky never stops turning and how many suns have set and then risen?

 

We make choices that contain our hopes, choices so often guided by our desires...

 

Sometimes some bend us, others elevate us. Whatever they are, they constantly diverge and converge to lead us surely towards our future.