We are so used to images that tell us everything just with one look.
These paintings are trying to be a bit more mysterious.

I call them invisible paintings.

Their almost ephemeral colours are revealed through the viewer’s movement, and the interaction with light. The shimmers are more evident in the blackness.
They’re almost painted with light... I think this also makes them part of our world, because they don’t only exist as an abstract image in our heads but rather as objects submerged in light - like us - and it makes them somehow “real”, present.

This blackness is about the present. About consciousness of what there is as opposed to what there is not : the void. Blackness could represent “the void” in some general visual language, and I intentionally challenge this representation by confronting us to it, facing it, starring at it, looking close at it. It would be like a limit right? What is there beyong what there is already: a sort of void perhaps. The images that tell us things would be “what there is”, and these paintings would be on the very edge of that, as far as we can go, but it is not void, that’s impossible. 

The blackness, and the fact that there is no straightforward image or message, leaves space for the viewers to project their mind. It becomes also uncomfortable... Like the unknown... It is therefore like a window to another space that is incomprehensible, maybe unexistent. But it could also be a form of freedom for the mind, a break from what “there always is and tells”. Like silence.

Black painting  0 - oil on canvas, 50x70 cm, 2020


Black painting 2 - oil on canvas, 50x70 cm, 2020

Black painting 1 - oil on canvas, 50x70 cm, 2020