Montserrat Clausells’ ruddy abysses come after each other in rich stratifications of eclipsed tones and interchange in watery refractions and phantasmagorical mists… landscapes of the soul that inhabit a world of symmetrical structures in order to project themselves in an assumption of personal introspection. Evocation, insinuation, timelessness, a dream reminiscent of the Odilon Redon’s mystical style or Gustave Moreau’s more abstract style; ethereal brushstrokes of sweet mystery in which the viewer embarks on a long voyage in space and time.
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