Time stood still. A tender and luminous moment, where a mother and her daughter climb the stairs of Montmartre. I tried to reproduce the suave warmth of the summer light and the softness of the shadows dancing on the steps, enveloping the figures in an almost magical atmosphere. It is a painting that speaks of love and connection, inviting us to feel the tranquility and beauty of shared moments. Oil painting on linen canvas stretched on a frame. Frame: American box repainted in matte black.

Isabel Mahe

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Perfectly self-taught: independent by nature, I learned the craft, alone but with my easel, by tenacity, passion ... and self-criticism. I had to reinvent by empiricism the techniques of the great painters, to experiment endlessly the mixtures of colors, contrasts, shadows and lights. I gradually personalized my work using pure, superimposed, fluid colors on patterned relief structures. My nature spontaneously led me to the curve, my subjects of predilection were from the beginning focused on female models. Nudes, portraits or still lives, my works carry an undeniable imprint of femininity.