February 02nd, 2017 – March 27th, 2017
OPENING Thursday, February 2nd, 2017 at 6 p.m
Four artists who interweave their practices. If we had to specify them, some as Guillaume Mary or Juliette Jouannais do not reject a presence of reality. Jouannais offers a vision of its landscapes and its flora but in the blur and the precarious glitter, in this movement of color and the undulations of the cut that shake the visible.
Mary restores of the reality its shadow. He keeps a “deposit” rid of the local color when, subject to what we could call a pictorial radiography, it remains only a sketch. The monochrome makes it happen and unfold under the mark of the brush a real spectral.
The real Kenneth Alfred carries the echoes in its spaces associating the line and the drawing, the frame and the lineament. Here we do not really know which of the line and the color is the note or the range. His works are a eulogy of limbo as a cardinal point where the painting stands out from the real to discover his own field.
Jean-Marc Thommen practices improvisation in frames that he defines or faces. This implies a long reflection prior to his practice, a system of notation or accumulates a sum of gestures of rhythms, movements and breaks. The line and the drawing here are the seismographs of the rhythms and arabesques of a body. The color here is reduced to the essence of a drawing color. The background itself is painted as if to circumscribe a territory, a kind of dojo. The wall one out of fields. The painting or the paper requires the concentration of energy in the hand-stretched work, the wall involves a hand carried by the body and its writing movement in space. What binds them and makes their respective works intertwine is the assumed trembling of the line. Like a thought that associates color with drawing in a movement that indefines shapes. It is an interstitial vision that rustles a movement of which arabesques engender painting, and echoing these works, we will remember Matisse and Brice Marden, Georgia O’Keeffe and Robert Ryman. We could listen in his head Charles Ives or Debussy, Terry Riley or Ornette Coleman.
Philippe Cyroulnik
Artists : Kenneth Alfred, Juliette Jouannais, Guillaume Mary, Jean-Marc Thommen
