
Titre: Emotion
Emotions : when you are used to read comments on painting, on the painter’s purposes, it is undoubtedly the word “emotion” that is the most repeated. Sharing, searching, transmitting emotions, this is the moto of the relationships between the artist and his public. This word is so much used that its meaning is fading away. If we look at it closely, what does it stand for ? Looking at a painting seldom makes you cry, laugh, nor engender sadness, hope. Would it bring you, as music does instantly, physical sensations of well-being, soul vibrations – feelings that overwhelm us and carry us into another world ? Painting does not speak, does not move. It is rough, dry, distant. But sometimes it moves us, through what we called beauty, throughout our whole body and mind.
What is at stake at this moment, it seems to me, is not what we identify as feelings of happiness. If painting moves us, it is because it triggers the original emotion, the one that is linked to the question of our own existence, the question of time, the fragility of happiness, the perpetual quest of the meaning of our lives. I am convinced : a landscape, with its shadows and lights, its colours, when it meets a sister soul, does not provoke emotion : it is emotion itself.
(oil on canvas, 130 x 97 cm, april 2007)
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