"Will I buy a new sketchbook?" My body and heart turn me away from it and direct me towards another path: the workshop. I feel a call to go there, the crayons in my pocket. Arrival, I do not know what awaits me. Then, a momentum arises: take the previous canvas and color it. Without thinking, I execute. Yet, a few weeks ago, it didn’t seem possible. I start brushing the canvas with my hand, coloring the surface as in "Le Livre de vie des formes nouvelles". I find the feeling. Perceptions are opened by this gesture. I change dimensions aided by the inner movement and helped by the size of the canvas. I feel like I’m flying. I feel the joy of it fill me like a child’s laugh. "Everything is possible!" The coloring opens under its passage as arches of entrances... I color the already painted canvas through its forms as with "new forms". It’s a new way for me to create or access creation. The lines woven by the coloring make appear the canvas as curtains of light. I enter the canvas as in a new form. I paint, write, paint, write. It goes fast. I no longer have the same relationship with the surface. I feel a living proximity to the elements. Liberated internally, I feel free to travel confidently in this unknown! I feel liberated from the after... Yes, life is a beautiful adventure... Thank you very much for sharing
"The Voice of the Heart" - 162x97cm, 2024
Acrylic paint, encaustique to water, pencils Luminance on linen canvas