The arrow is a fate of light. Is light the destiny of man? Poetry painting that makes us see a reality (or several). Pool Moon (this is his stage name) begins in the blank of the void, and does not finish the work until you can define the shadows in light (transparencies, glazes). He is more than a painter, he is an artist in process and he knows that the light hides his own mysteries and questions. Poetry of strange en- counters, shocking, where the composition, lines, colors and drawing uses them to define their rebellion in front of what seems foreign.