Jean Paul Lemieux
The Evening Visitor (1956)
winter break. I'm in a landscape of Lemieux and harmonious tones. A sudden calm. A truce in this frenetic pace. On the shores of Lac Brome , Eastern Townships, a frozen lake and white. The snow absorbs sounds and bubbling turmoil of my mind. The horizon milky eye can soothe the eyes. And my thoughts slow down finally. It was time!
From here I can not see the details m'obstruent mind. Time seems to have also frozen. Today the gentle storm
twirls of soft snow squalls fine, without haste, without violence. If only life could always be like that!
While at first glance there is more color than white everywhere black and the rare few trees still valiant. But if we look at this first glance, one may miss many subtle shades. The whites are relative, after they rub shoulders with gray or black. Greys themselves are numerous and one can detect green or pink purples and yellows that we would see if you did not open his eye to the chromatic decomposition.
Then, in this vast white desert, we find a profusion of rich and subtle camailleux.
I'm not a colorist. It is an observation that I made when I was child. I made a drawing of all types of vehicles using only red and blue. This was probably in bad taste, because my mother had noted my lack of subtlety of color. And watching my drawing, I realized she was right. I found my composition rather shrill.
After all these years route chart, I realized that I finally uploaded my color palette to the field of bicycle design, where the dynamic arrangements have their place, and I kept the play of colors and tones for my arts.
In painting, I'm not a colorist, I'm a tonal!
Duality Formal
acrylic on canvas - 2007 - 36 "x 48 ( 91.4 cm x 121.9 cm )
series "black shapes" www.alec5.com
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