Capturing Profits With Technical Analysis By Sylvain Vervoort Apr 2026

But Vervoort’s system—a combination of a slow stochastic oscillator, a 10-period RSI, and a proprietary “end-of-trend” signal—flashed .

Martin set a limit order to short NVDA at $495—a full $10 above the current price. His hands trembled. This was the opposite of what every guru said.

For three days, NVDA climbed. Martin’s paper loss grew. He felt sick. Then, on Thursday at 10:17 AM, NVDA ticked $495.02. His order filled.

The next morning, the jobs report came in hot. Tech sold off violently. Within two weeks, NVDA was trading at $452. But Vervoort’s system—a combination of a slow stochastic

“When the crowd is euphoric,” Vervoort wrote, “the smart money is distributing.”

His wife asked, “Aren’t you nervous?”

Sylvain Vervoort’s approach isn’t about being right—it’s about building a repeatable, statistical cage around price action. Capture zones, end-of-trend signals, and rigid risk management turn technical analysis from art into engineering. And engineering, not emotion, captures profits. This was the opposite of what every guru said

Martin almost laughed. He’d read Technical Analysis of the Financial Markets . He knew what a head-and-shoulders pattern looked like. But knowing and doing were different planets.

Martin covered his short for a .

Then a friend slipped him a worn-out PDF: Capturing Profits With Technical Analysis by Sylvain Vervoort. He felt sick

Vervoort’s core idea was brutal in its simplicity: He called them “profit capture zones”—specific price levels where institutions were forced to cover or take profit. Most retail traders bought breakouts. Vervoort taught Martin to sell them.

He had stopped trying to predict the market.

One night, desperate, he opened Vervoort’s book. It wasn’t about predicting the future. It was about trapping the present.

Martin had been trading for six years, but he still felt like he was gambling. He’d ride a stock up 15%, only to watch it give back 20% the next week. His screen was a Jackson Pollock of green and red candles. Fear was his co-pilot; greed, his navigator.