Clouds and Days
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An artist lives quietly by the Bastille Square, clothed in black, the brush between shadow and sky. Patricia Erbelding do not chose the color, that who invade the walls here, frenetic, that who hurts the eyes. In a space ordered to a square, I recently visited her. Refusing all excesses, she counts her gestures as the warper the threads. The artist pauses in front of the canvas streached, on a wooden frame, nailed, before advancing. To the contrary of others, she's not afraid of the white that she uses in abundance. She invites to the silence before deploing its nuances. By all means the canvas attemps to scream, but intenally. What importance if behind the fingers of the painter the town grunts, whimper, dispair of being but interchangeable shows, this artists paints the multiple whites, first those of the starts, of the desert, the gazelles that have ceiced the big leaps. Then comes some traces resurrected burnt from the night of ages, ochre and fauve together. A rapid being could See more »
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"No Title", 1999 - 800 eur
Mixed media on paper, 20x27,5cm (7,9x10,5 inch), Ref JN#1
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