Original artwork description:

When I painted “Night Street of Paris,” I wanted to capture not the city itself, but its breath — the pulse of Paris after sunset. I wandered through the old quarters for hours, listening to the echo of my steps on the cobblestones, to the hum of cars, to voices spilling from cafés, all merging into a single rhythm.

My brushstrokes are sounds and movements of the night. Each thick stroke carries the scent of coffee, gasoline, and rain. I wasn’t aiming for precision — the buildings bend, the windows glow in restless color — just as they appear to someone carried away by feeling rather than by sight.

This street has no address. It could be anywhere — in Montmartre or the Latin Quarter — yet it holds what makes Paris truly Paris: chaos, lights, freedom, eternal motion.

The old car in the foreground is a symbol of the journey. It stands still, as if ready to go, but in no hurry. Like the city itself — always prepared to move, yet savoring every passing moment.

Materials used:

Oil paints.

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