Title: Time Exhaling the Perfume of Oblivion
Year Completed: 2025
Size: 60x60x2
Technical: Digital painting able to be printed and framed. Limited edition of just 10.
Price: 6800€

Description
“Time Exhaling the Perfume of Oblivion” belongs to that rare visual territory where time ceases to be a measure and becomes a substance. The work does not depict a recognizable landscape or narrative; instead, it materializes a metaphysical process: the gradual evaporation of memory into the fabric of existence. Its structure is composed of interwoven rectangles and translucent layers that suggest fragments of experience, remnants of perception, or sedimented strata of consciousness. Each section appears to inhabit a different temporal register, as though the image were assembled from memories emerging and fading simultaneously. The fragmentation does not create rupture; rather, it mirrors the way recollection reconstructs what can no longer be fully grasped. Color plays a central role in the painting's emotional and philosophical resonance. The dominant golds and ochres evoke an aged light—not the light of beginnings, but of transfiguration. They recall autumn leaves, weathered metals, and relics touched by time. These warm passages stand in constant dialogue with areas of charcoal, slate, and black, where form dissolves into silence and uncertainty. The accompanying text deepens this reading:
“No forgetfulness resonates in the grazing flight of time. Between the shadow and the wind, his immortal kiss flees us.” Here, oblivion is not presented as annihilation. On the contrary, the work suggests that nothing truly disappears. Time carries things away, yet leaves behind an invisible residue—a perfume, an essence, a lingering vibration. What vanishes in form survives as atmosphere. The “perfume of oblivion” becomes a poetic metaphor for the persistence of what can no longer be possessed. At the heart of the composition lies a more diffuse and luminous zone, almost like a threshold between matter and absence. This central space functions as a metaphysical opening where certainty dissolves and memory becomes sensation. It is not a place that can be entered intellectually, but one that must be experienced intuitively. Philosophically, the work resonates with notions found in Bergson's durée or Borges' reflections on memory and time. The past is not erased; it remains dispersed throughout reality, transformed into subtle echoes. Every layer of the composition appears to contain the spectral presence of something that once existed and continues to radiate meaning from beyond its disappearance.