A LIFE OF INSPIRATIONS
A week rich in exchanges and creativity around the “Mondes Nouveaux” (New Worlds) project.
The outbreak was 2 weeks earlier than last year. Ideal for me. I experiment with the possibilities of this cotton, this black poplar fiber for textiles. Long time ago it seems that a fabric has been made. The atmosphere inspires each of the residents. Collective and personal works begin to emerge.
No two leaves ever have the same shape, color, or texture.
Infinite source of inspiration.
I have sheet notebooks from all over the place.
Lately the ones that struck me the most were those of a centenary oak du Jardin des Plantes in Paris. They are unattainable; I have to wait for autumn for them to fall…
September 20, 2019, has been a great day for Chassy. In the morning the moving trucks and Portugal frames arrived. It was a hard day. The moving was fast and methodical. On the very next day, the windows and doors were quickly placed.
Friday back to place. The frames were already assembled despite a problem with the arch of the doors that left a 10 cm gap. We consider this construction phase as over. It was a decisive step.
Workspace: An organized, functional, tidy and equipped place. Each situation must be resolved effectively, each movement finds its tool.
The works are late. We have an open space; My office seems to be small, without shelves. Cartons and boxes.
The arrival of children changes every mood; in a few minutes, they fill the working place into an ideal space for games, in a dreamed velodrome. We made tents, for the bike, for the skateboard; We camped, played and did picnic even when it rained.
It is also a change of environment for my sculptures who amazed observe everything.
Back to Paris for work. The temperature rises to 42 °. Overwhelmed by the heat, I dream with noisy waves and blue sea.
Water the garden right away. The freshness of the wet soil reminds me of my childhood, the smell of waking up at dawn and hearing the noise of the hose on the gravel. The sea smells like a watermelon. We collected figs when returning from the beach.
Arrive early in Chassy to dive into the frozen river and place the headache-head underwater to recover.
I had the pleasure of meeting with my sister Estelle Fournier Artistic Adviser in Partner in Art, Co-Chair in Summit Public Art in New York. We share our passion for Contemporary Art. We went together to the Whitney Biennale and visited King Storm Park last May. A deep friendship came along with the projects we made and into the Art we love.
What a joy to be in Mérida, to meet with my family, my friends and make my projects move forward. Appointment with my colleague Aniria Nava Ponce from Aforo.
Visit to the exhibition, France eMotion in the Alianza Francesa and meeting with the Director Alexandre Guillochon on the eve of a future exhibition. At the entrance to the Alianza Francesa, a fresco of ... representing the great men who participated in its founding: Among them Jean Jaures, Jules Verne, Louis Pasteur, Ferdinand de Lesseps, Jules Ferry. Impressive, but where are the women?
It snows. I write from my bedroom.
Look into the past? I prefer to look forward!
Then move forward and re-appropriate the past.
We read in the stories and legends where the heroes to reach the love of the princess, they must cross a dark forest full of danger. It cannot take another way. It is the path of initiation.
The monsters walk freely in the workshop: I have good company; I have to choose what to take and what to leave.
The calcined sculptures. Aligned as soldiers. Filled with dust.
Made in 2008. Varnished in wood oven. I remember trying to capture the dark charcoal and the subtle grays and whites of the ash. In this time I burned everything. Fascinated by the colors in black and infinite whites. It's a pretty dramatic picture of death. I knew it was not a road where I would stay for a long time. Here we have a picture of burnt lemons.
