The title means "Shores of imaginary " but also something like "drifting, flying away of the thoughts". I wanted to illustrate these times of going inwards, times of instrospection, silence of being, as well as of nature, offered by cold and dark winters. I first chose my round shapes for their originality and their softness.
I wanted a muted earthy tones palette with a hint of gold. Shores appeared to me when I decided for an horizon. The fluidity of paint made the rest of the picture. I ad a few touch up when it was dry.
And here they are round windows open on meditative scenes , instrospective landscapes. They are not sad , they are quiet. Calm in mouvement .