Jazzu - "Série Brut 2019" nº6

Jazzu – « Série Brut » Techniques mixtes sur feuille 2023 Dimensions : 65x50cm Signé, daté et titré 650 e.

Jazzu ' Not much to say ' Acrylic and mixed media Canvas on stretcher Titled, dated and signed on the back 146 x 114 x 4 cms 3500 euros

The Glass House, June 8, 2019 Archival Hahnemuhle Baryta Satin 300gsm Epson Ultrachrome k3 ink Measures: 24 x 19 inches, image size 20 x 11 inches E...

Modern abstract, oil on canvas painting, titled “Summertime III” by Michelle Hénault, a conceptual Fine artist. Signed on front bottom right, also, signed, dated and titled on back; measuring approximate 30" H x 36" W x 1.5” D. Gallery wrapped, finished sides, dated circa 2019. Michelle Hénault is a Conceptual Fine Artist, born in Lachute, Quebec, living and working in Montreal since 1991. She completed a Bachelor degree in Fine Arts at UQAM in 1998. After exploring sculpture and photography, she dedicated herself to oil painting. She has exhibited in numerous solo and group shows over the last fifteen years. In 2010, she moved to Scotland with her partner for two years. Since returning to Montreal, she has devoted her time to oil painting and her work has flourished. Inspired by her many travels, her work explores landscapes as a contemplative territory. The desire to revisit past voyages through painting and to recapture the sentiments she experienced in various places was her primary motivation for producing these landscapes. "For the last fifteen years I have explored the reconstruction of landscapes in my painting. My practice is concerned with our relation to land as the memory of place. A land can be occupied, shared, transformed and dreamed, idealized. The land, as homeland or an idyllic land to travel to, where the memory is presupposed. Through my art, I explore that memory of travel, the journeys I made and the ones I dreamed. When contemplating a landscape and experiencing the change of light or atmosphere we realize the passage of time. As explorers from bygone eras, seeking unknown lands, my work proposes a return to the essential…that the French call ‘le bapteme de la solitude’. It is a unique sensation, and it has nothing to do with loneliness, for loneliness presupposes memory. Here, in this wholly mineral landscape lighted by stars like flares, even memory disappears; nothing is left but your own breathing and the sound of your heat beating. A strange, and by no means pleasant, process of reintegration begins inside you, and you have the choice of fighting against it, and insisting on remaining the person you have always been, or letting it take its course. For no one...