Alice's trips

After the ecstasy, there is now a maelstrom in Alice’s brain, like a real storm! The waves, like an electrocardiogram lines, are undulating with the undertow. Death is making her way in Alice’s body… She has tried for a long time not to listen to the sirens’ songs, but it is too late… She has now very little time to « survive ».
Oil and acrylic on canvas
100 x 129 cm