The Murmur of Winged Dusk / 750€

The painting evokes a tender, haunting atmosphere—like a forgotten lullaby carried through a summer night. The dark central panel, striated with delicate vertical lines like the faint strings of a dissonant chord, gives the impression of music suspended in stillness. Moths, ghostlike and fragile, flutter against this backdrop—symbols of childhood fears now wrapped in layers of memory and gold. The surrounding golden leaf and flecks of blue suggest the distant shimmer of safety or dreamlike wonder, but also the tension between light and shadow. The moths—once creatures of dread—now seem almost mournful, as if caught mid-flight in the web of memory and sound. There is a sense of inability, a struggle to move forward or backward, trapped in the vibrating space between the beauty of the night and the unease it brings. This piece plays like a nocturne composed by a child too afraid to sleep, the fluttering wings echoing the tremble of fingers hesitant to touch the keys of a toy piano—both drawn to and repelled by the mysterious music of dusk.