Diva D. tells the fortuitous meeting of a man and a woman. They each have their own life, their specific background, their sufferings, a priori no common point. Neither of them needs the other, and yet ...

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Benjamin Péret, the most singular surrealist poets and virtuoso of automatic writing, served as a source of inspiration to establish a creative process based on automatic painting. It’s a spontaneous, fast painting, built on line (the black line for me), movement, material. It is carried out with eyes closed at the moment when the intention is sufficiently ripe in my mind, and when its "gushing" becomes a necessity. The brain no longer controls anything, only the hand expresses itself in a single trait, without retouching. But I don't know in advance what will be the result on paper. Everything is a matter of chance, only the story used as a common thread is clearly identified.