I have always been interested in this artwork: "The Wave" by Bouguereau ... it's been appealing to me because I felt identified with the woman in the painting. She likes the sea, sitting on the sand, hearing the crashing of waves, breathing the breeze ... her whole face emanates happiness and fullness. Why do I identify myself so much with her? For her smile and for being a fairly ordinary woman, with a natural body, a belly due to perhaps having had some children or not, not necessarily, and with a certain natural weight; For nothing related to the slavery of sculpting the body. Being curves so nice and natural too. The artwork itself is stunning because although there's a greater presence of cold colors, it only emanates warmth thanks to the complicity of her face.
I knew that sooner or later, I would try to approach and make my version of THE WAVE ..., a recreation that aids me to always remember this beautiful scene and atmosphere.
My son loves the scene and he says to me: "Mom, I love you as you are, just as you are", what could be a greater happiness?