Untitled n°87

Untitled n°87 turns to a material the artist had never inhabited before: iron. The support is no longer neutral, no longer absent. It is dark, oxidized, dense — a surface that carries its own life before any pigment is applied.

Onto this gravity, a single pale green descends. The color is chosen for its absolute opposition: where the iron is heavy, the green is air; where the iron is muted, the green is alive; where the iron remembers fire and pressure, the green remembers water and breath.

This is not a confrontation. It is a meeting — a fragile, luminous skin laid upon a rougher one, neither erasing the other. The painted area floats slightly above the metal, the way a thought floats above the body that holds it.

In its simplicity, the work proposes one of Ferri's most direct images of his pictorial intention: the placement of a quiet, healing color onto a hardened ground — and the trust that even the smallest gesture of softness can persist there.