A work signed MPOIRIER is not just a painting.
It’s energy. A vibrant echo between your emotions and my colors.
An invitation to slow down, to feel, to marvel.

Each brushstroke is a trace of hope, a breath of light—my own way of saying:
“You deserve beauty. Every single day.”

This creation is a fragment of soul.
Mine, offered to yours.

It might not change the world…
But it could transform your space, your day, your perspective.
What if it was the beginning of a collection that truly reflects you?

Imagine it in your home. Feel it.
An MPOIRIER is more than an acquisition—it’s a true encounter.

” L’été indien II “ is currently available at Galerie mp tresart, and of course, here.

To choose an MPOIRIER is to embrace originality.

TREAT YOURSELF TO AN ENDLESS INDIAN SUMMER

Here is a peaceful work, full of light and originality.
It was inspired by a song I truly love: L’été indien by Joe Dassin.
I sincerely hope it brings some joy to your heart!

Lyrics of “Indian Summer”

You know, I’ve never been as happy as I was that morning
We were walking on a beach kind of like this one
It was autumn, a beautiful autumn
A season that only exists in North America
Over there, they call it Indian summer
But for us, it was simply our own

With your long dress
You looked like a watercolor painting by Marie Laurencin
And I remember
I remember very well what I told you that morning
A year ago, a century ago, an eternity ago

We’ll go wherever you want, whenever you want
And we’ll love each other again, when love is gone
All of life will be like that morning
Painted in the colors of Indian summer

Today, I’m so far from that autumn morning
But it’s as if I were there
I think of you
Where are you?
What are you doing?
Do I still exist for you?

I watch this wave that will never reach the moon
You see, like it, I go back in time
Like it, I lie down on the sand and I remember
I remember the high tides
The sun and the happiness that passed over the sea
An eternity ago, a century ago, a year ago

We’ll go wherever you want, whenever you want
And we’ll love each other again, when love is gone
All of life will be like that morning
Painted in the colors of Indian summer

We’ll go wherever you want, whenever you want
And we’ll love each other again, when love is gone
All of life will be like that morning