That’s not a national hymn. It’s a brotherhood hymn rather. She is my youngest sister. She holds her little Marcello in her arms. She lives in Marseille. That’s all. Well actually… that’s not totally all. The above mentionned Marseillaise is also a talented graphist and a great digital painter . Unbeatable when it comes to simplifying forms and colors.
The part of this painting I like most is the hand. Actually the shadow of the rings on the fingers. Fingers that hold the towel so tight to make sure the little guy will stay comfortable and safe. Quietly drying in the evening sun of La Clère after the last bath of the day.