"6 A.M. Milan Station," acrylic paint, pigment on canvas.

Returning from a trip to Venice with my wife, I retained vivid impressions of the unique atmosphere of Milan's train station. Starting with the delicious espresso we enjoyed at a bar counter.

6 a.m.: Light Between Two States

The time is crucial. At 6 a.m., the light is neither nocturnal nor diurnal; it's in-between. This tension is reflected in the palette: saturated and stark flat areas (red, green) coexist with almost evanescent zones, fine streaks of lavender-pink and coral-red on a white background, translucent like dawn filtering through a skylight.

Milan is the city of industrial modernity, radical design, and economic speed. The flat planes of primary colors (green, red, gold) are reminiscent of the aesthetics of Arte Povera, a movement whose artists I admire.

The work functions as a superimposition of temporalities: the architectural permanence of the train station (geometry, solid colors), the fleeting nature of the moment (6 a.m., raking light, splashes), and the ceaseless movement of humankind.