In Her Room
"In Her Room”
Acrylic on canvas, Paris, 2026
70 x 150cm ( 3 canvas triptyque of 50 x 70cm )
Inspired by my heroines and heros - Kahlo and Dali - I have created a new piece, a Trinity piece, to take up the main wall by the front window of Artivistas, on the main road side.
This piece in 3 parts is directly inspired by the following pieces:
Frida Kahlo - “The Dream (The Bed)”, 1940
Salvador Dali - “The Persistence of Memory”, 1931
Daniella McNulty - “The Persistence of Temptation, Part 1”, 2025
This new work unfolds like a lucid dream suspended between tenderness and decay, drawing from the intimate vulnerability of Kahlo’s The Dream (The Bed), the warped temporality of Dalí’s The Persistence of Memory, and the charged surrealism of my own sold piece from my Clarins solo show last year, The Persistence of Temptation.
At its centre, the bed becomes both sanctuary and threshold: a place of rest, reflection, erotic reverie, and quiet confrontation with mortality. It is a site where love lingers, where bodies soften into dreams, and where death and rebirth feel less like endings and more like transformations.
Surreal landscapes bloom around the figure, above and below, as ancient symbols and mythic architectures emerge from the subconscious.
Nature creeps inward - vines, roots, and moss overtaking manufactured forms - suggesting a slow reclaiming of the human-made world by something older, wilder, and magical.
Time fractures in opposing directions: clocks melt into the softness of dream logic, slowing existence into a languid, almost sacred stillness, while smartphones dissolve and warp, accelerating time into anxious, liquid fragments. The melting smartphones quietly mourn our fragile grip on time, and on the present, dissolving the illusion that we can ever truly hold time, connection, or memory still.
The work exists in this tension - between stillness and urgency, intimacy and vastness, flesh and myth - inviting the viewer to drift through a world where desire, memory, and the subconscious merge into a single, suspended moment.
Two not-to-distant tornadoes spiral across the horizon, mirroring one another like twin forces of creation and destruction, desire and dissolution, circling the dreamer’s inner world. They pull the vivid pink air of the scene into motion, suggesting that even within stillness, transformation is inevitable.
Beyond and below them rise three pyramids - another Trinity - three silent witnesses from ancient civilizations - anchoring the surreal landscape in deep time and ancestral memory. These monumental forms stand as portals between worlds, where the sacred geometry of the past meets the unstable present, reminding us that dreams do not belong to a single moment in history, but are echoes that travel across lifetimes.
