TINOU WIARD - Visions in the Night
Des images traversent mon esprit souvent pendant la nuit. Je les cueille au réveil dans leur parfum de mystère.
Images often sail through my mind during the night. Waking up, I pick them up with their aura of mystery.
Then, my work begins... Lightness, density, colour, material, how to translate and give birth through my fingers to the emotions aroused by these "night visions"?
Images often sail through my mind during the night. Waking up, I pick them up with their aura of mystery.
Then, my work begins... Lightness, density, colour, material, how to translate and give birth through my fingers to the emotions aroused by these "night visions"?
Mon travail est comme la coque d'un navire ou la coquille d'un escargot,concentrant l'attention vers l'intérieur d'un univers personnel, certes, mais accessible à tous.
My work is like the hull of a ship or the shell of a snail, focusing attention inward to a personal world but certainly accessible to all.
Images often sail through my mind during the night. Waking up, I pick them up with their aura of mystery.
Then, my work begins... Lightness, density, colour, material, how to translate and give birth through my fingers to the emotions aroused by these "night visions"?
Mon travail est comme la coque d'un navire ou la coquille d'un escargot,concentrant l'attention vers l'intérieur d'un univers personnel, certes, mais accessible à tous.
My work is like the hull of a ship or the shell of a snail, focusing attention inward to a personal world but certainly accessible to all.
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