Artistic approach

Priscille Vincens

When I paint, I feel exuberant, I breathe, I exult, I exist…

I have always painted… like a respiration. I jump, I run, my art dances on the canvas, and I exist…

I project into my paintings a generous and liberating energy that hides within.

With an unconsciously frenzy brush stroke, a disorderly emotion overflows on the blank canvas - colors, dizzy and drunk, dance till oblivion.

Abstract, expressionnist, I play with paint and with all the flexibility that oil paint provides. I scratch and stretch to spread further and create texture. I allow the paint drip, creating the uncertain. I turn my painting upside down to highlight new shapes I uncover. I play with a substance that bears the marks of the past, letting them first appear, then disappear. I live in my own world, where time no longer exist. Vanished dreams are forgotten…

I feel exhilarated, I forget… the absence… my legs and my arm which are no more… but the paint brush is there. It is my breath, my meaning, my senses… and the very essence of my soul.

I want to paint for those who feel estranged from themselves. I want to shout to all, tell those lost souls that after dark comes light …

It is a senseless battle with no winner or loser, but in which authenticity and sensibility are at stake.

“I play. I try to shape combinations, I search for connections between materials that don’t have any, without really knowing where I‘m heading to, until the moment I think I have reached a solution, a balance, then I stop. This dimension of the game is crucial (…). I never start with a preconceived idea (…). For me, the only freedom that remains nowadays, in a world where everything is calculated, where everything is measured, where everything is defined, lies within this undefinable power of creativity. What escapes calculation is for me essential: it’s what we have to work for. (…) It’s terrible to make of a poem or a work of art something useful ! The useless is our fortune.” (Adonis)
“What happens in each painting corresponds to a long journey to which new things, new ideas add up incessantly. As far as possible, I try to forget the haunting memory that I bear within me and that triggered off my work. One day, at the end of a long adventure, the painting happens to be finished. This is Art.” (Kirkeby)
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