Posted on April 12, 2011
12 paysage format francais
© The Artist.
Here’s another painting of the same scene a few weeks earlier, just before the leaves opened, dating from 2007:
“The essential thing is to spring forth, to express the bolt of lightning one senses upon contact with a thing. The function of the artist is not to translate an observation but to express the shock of the object on his nature; the shock, with the original reaction.” – Matisse
Posted on April 4, 2011
Posted on March 30, 2011
Medium Size Oil on canvas
x 40cm (approx 30 x 14 inches).
© The Artist
I was born in a country of brooks and rivers, in a corner of Champagne, called le Vallage for the great number of its valleys. The most beautiful of its places for me was the hollow of a valley by the side of fresh water, in the shade of willows…
My pleasure still is to follow the stream, to walk along its banks in the right direction, in the direction of the flowing water, the water that leads life towards the next village…
But our native country is less an expanse of territory than a substance; it’s a rock or a soil or an aridity or a water or a light. It’s the place where our dreams materialize; it’s through that place that our dreams take on their proper form….Dreaming beside the river, I gave my imagination to the water, the green, clear water, the water that makes the meadows green. I can’t sit beside a brook without falling into a deep reverie, without seeing once again my happiness….The stream doesn’t have to be ours; the water doesn’t have to be ours. The anonymous water knows all my secrets. And the same memory issues from every spring.
– L’Eau et les Rêves. Essai sur l’imagination de la matière. Gaston Bachelard.
Posted on March 24, 2011
Oil on MDF panel
These groves of trees are planted not far from the river Dropt. All straight & square, they are grown for cardboard boxes. I like openness & airiness of the groves. Not quiet field, not quiet wood. An ‘in-between space’. BTW, they have a bright orange fungus on their trunks , just like walnut trees in winter.
Posted on March 22, 2011
This large work in progress from last year… again now is the time the poplars are in bloom… ‘bronzage’, with their bronze crimson yellow catkins on white-grey-violet trunks with yellow fungus…
Why so big? Why o why why? Humanly impossible to do it one plein-air session! Left it to stew under a building site when the roof came off the house last year. Have some doubts about it…
post script – large plein-airs are… difficult.