Loppis Gallery. Parma. (Italy)
Tears are marked as colored marks on the face of a beauty reborn to new life. Its a romantic game Gris that leaves no one indifferent. Collects an underlying melancholy from which we are drawn. Picture strong, fascinating faces even in their loneliness obliged. “Gris” grabs something within us, drags him up to the finest thought and turns it into focus. Those faces do not pass it as if nothing happened. They say things. Those tears speak. As if there was a light music in the background, everything seems to make sense.