Miguel Amoros paints flowers, wonderful bunches bursting with colours and balance, where the shades seem barely deposited with fragility on the canvas, as butterfly's wings rest on a flower's petals. But he also paints the near-by Fontainebleau open forest and these autumnal compositions have the impressionists flaming and the quality of execution of real professionals. I also really like these little scenes where two or three items of garden furniture next to a few flowers compose a delicate painting, nearly supernatural, coming straight from the past romanticism.

This visit in his workshop reminds me of something. Where did I see all these colours? Oh yes, this is it, it was in Giverny in Claude Monet's gardens.