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In Catherine Ducker´s new exhibition of paintings, the flowers of her English garden bloom like whispered confidences in the soft light of a summer morning. Each petal seems to contain the artist's breath, an intimate gesture that settles on the canvas with the delicacy of a secret shared with the earth. The colours, sometimes soft, sometimes vibrant, dance among themselves like memories intertwined in time, evoking the slow breathing of the countryside after the rain, the warm aroma of fertile earth, and the almost forgotten murmur of a childhood among rosebushes and honeysuckle.

It is not a literal representation, but a sensitive translation of what it means to care for, observe, and love what grows. The flowers are not bound by the rigidity of reality they are free, undulating, floating, as if the wind of the artist's thoughts were moving them. There is something ethereal in their contours, as if they were made of light filtered through leaves, or of memories dreamed at dusk.

In this scene, the garden is more than a place; it is a presence. A refuge and an altar, where the everyday becomes sacred, and the ephemeral becomes eternal. The painting vibrates with the simple beauty of the instant, that fleeting moment when the sun touches a flower and makes it glow from within.

Catherine Ducker paints what she sees, but above all, what she feels. And it is in this tender, vibrant, deeply feminine feeling that the garden transforms into visible poetry.