THE TALANTHOUGHT
WINDOW
In my studio there is a north window. It is my favourite because of the light it lets through, discreetly touching things, limpidly drawing them, giving them life and colour.
Truth. It is a window of the Mistral, a sincere wind indeed; it scratches stings and pays few compliments but refreshes the air and does not deceive what there is to see. Ideal for letting our gaze fly in.