Dream (Night Dreams)

This nocturnal scene stages solitude as a gentle theater: a single chair, pushed into a wide wooden floor, becomes a stand-in for the absent body while its shadow rehearses presence. Beyond it, a curved horizon of water catches flecks of luminous yellow—like fireflies or drifting memories—so that the darkness reads less as void than as a slow, breathing field of reflection. The open window, crowned with stained-glass color and guarded by wrought iron, offers not escape but a threshold where interior certainty meets the vast, indifferent lyricism of night, and the small paper boats suggest fragile intentions set afloat on an immeasurable distance.