landscapes I
How to reconcile these landscapes?
One to which I feel akin : a mountain before me like looking in a mirror ; there she is, this one I know, and she is the same as the others whose streams of blood brought my body into fruition.
Yet I am here, in a land composed of unsharpened, omnipotent crumbs, scattered in the dismal winter - their grey bits lay at my feet and I breathe them in as dust. At dawn, they appear as long slabs and sit on my lungs. The sky is low above my head ; she refuses to open.
les petites ardoises
in a series of frottages-dessins, chunks of slate are placed under paper as the graphite above wills details of a landscape into apparition.
How does one imitate the rudeness of rocks?
using various drawing tools (brushes, graphite powders and batons, chunks of compact and willow charcoal), a search for textures was born.
frottages-dessins II
in an expansion of les petites ardoises, the frottage-dessin takes on a larger amplitude : the limits between the exterior world and one’s interior universe dissolve as pace, drawing rhythm and choice of drawing tools dicate the landscape’s creation.
