‘In this subtle instant when man looks back on his life, Sisyphus going back toward his rock, contemplates this chain of actions without links that has become his destiny’ Albert Camus tells us. In the painting Vir Absurdus I tried to capture this moment, when Sisyphus lets the rock roll back down the hill and has the time to look at the Mediterranean shore and meditate on his past. We can imagine that it is because of his love for the sea, of his passion for the world of the