This painting measuring 40 × 50 cm, acrylic on canvas, in the moonlit quiet of the garden, a lone figure stands — or seems to. Her body glows in turquoise outline, a presence suspended between the seen and the unseen. Around her, mountains glimmer gold, the sea shimmers with reflected light, and winged and amphibious companions linger in silent witness. Is she a woman in her garden at night, or a spirit crossing the threshold into the physical world?
In Spectral, ambiguity is the axis — the place where Véronique Cauchefer’s work turns and deepens. Her paintings inhabit the charged space between certainty and possibility, inviting the collector into a realm where boundaries dissolve and the night speaks.
This painting measuring 40 × 50 cm, acrylic on canvas, in the moonlit quiet of the garden, a lone figure stands — or seems to. Her body glows in turquoise outline, a presence suspended between the seen and the unseen. Around her, mountains glimmer gold, the sea shimmers with reflected light, and winged and amphibious companions linger in silent witness. Is she a woman in her garden at night, or a spirit crossing the threshold into the physical world?
In Spectral, ambiguity is the axis — the place where Véronique Cauchefer’s work turns and deepens. Her paintings inhabit the charged space between certainty and possibility, inviting the collector into a realm where boundaries dissolve and the night speaks.
