Georges Ferrato

Sans titre

1996

Georges Ferrato's inner vision is nourished by a sense of wonder at life: first and foremost, nature in Provence, with its omnipresent skies where strength and gentleness are so obviously intertwined, and the earth, nourished by a radiant magnetism. and the earth, nourished by a radiant magnetism. All is light, atmosphere and color. Then there are the men whose destiny is so uncertain, so mysterious, whose passions and interests flow along a path whose thread is made of searching and questioning. It's all a story. Finally, there is the meeting of man and nature, where form is the key. Georges Ferrato's painting is made up of all these elements. Large, flat areas of color impart a rhythm to the canvas, a background rhythm, a telluric, oceanic movement. And then, the hand traces a broken line, defining a rough, chaotic yet magically harmonious itinerary. There's that instant when a force bursts forth, manifests itself and disappears. Only the painting remains, witness to the interplay of life, working its own spell on the viewer.