Factories have a mysterious presence.
They are immobile forces,silent and void, that have lost their usual function,
to become those giants that dwell ignored, in our landscapes.
For some, who watch them absently, they are ugly and artificial utensils lost in
However,over the years. and without anyone realizing. these hangers have become
part of the Horizon.
They sometimes aquire a real stability, rooted as they are ,in shadow, a
precarious compromise between earth and sky.
This balance between antagonisms gives us an impression of peace and temperace.
The underlying force that occupies these shapes, the calm energy, the form of
their almost abstract strutures, fascinates me, and makes me wish to listen to
their solemn language.
From which emanates a sense of unity,of beauty, visible, and timeless.
Their geometrical surfaces confound the values that distinguish near and far,
where sky and earth come together.
In spite of the discrepancy of elements before our eyes,unused to seeing,
appears a space combining incertitude and geomety.
Seeing these relics of the world's glorious industrial past, I feel a strong
meloncoly, that evokes a sense of absence.
These sites, which have been deserted by man, but which still bear his traces, I
wish to make them felt in my painting.
would like my work to somehow absorb the invisible harmony of these sites, to
make visible their enigma, and penetrate further into their intimacy.
Beauty can be found in very unexpected places, and it is a joy to find in shadow
a gleam of light that shapes everything.
The industrial landscape is very different to what it may appear.
With the affection I have for these landscapes,usually seen as banal and
monotonous in the horizon, I would like to reveal them without their shroud.