The chaise longue

At the edge of her sunny beaches, Sara Bagot changes into Moi. A nude painter of artifice, she willingly trades her artist's aura and conventions for the gentleness of creating in a two-piece swimsuit.

Born in Toulouse in 1990, she now has her studio in Andorra - cradled by the venerable silence of the mountains - a working environment not unlike her original fascination with architecture. On canvas, the artist adores the discipline of buildings whose raw forms and pure lines make the villa with swimming pool a temple to the present moment and beautiful solitude.

But art is to the public what isolation is to creation. Necessary. In 2016, Moi decided to share her work. Since then, she has multiplied her exhibitions and collaborations, hoping to unite art with our everyday lives. On the back of a motorcycle helmet, in the hollow of a pocket, on the rounded edge of a coffee table, any support is good to paint to soothe the viewer, who then implores in front of her works: "Moi, speak to me again".

Beyond our high-speed century, the artist offers a moment's pause in the hollow of her pastel waves. Carried away by a ravaging second degree, she paints, not unarmed with audacity, this world of abstract and figurative, for which she alone is the inspiration.