Céline
Le Vieux

I believe the best way to describe my work is to consider them as my children. 
The desire for creation, born during moments of awareness in my environment where I was sensitive to a composition, a specific light, or a color palet, is my attempt to understand the mechanism of beauty.
 

Origins.

At the beginning, they are just white canvases raised up in a particular context, offering possibilities like the space of their large format and flamboyant colors to wear inspired by their surroundings and cultural nuances but also constraining them to certain insular limitations like accessibility with the need for homemade gesso. 
As with a child I have hopes and intentions of what I want it to achieve and look like knowing that at the end, despite the path I’ve planned for it, it will exist by itself telling its own story.


Growing up.

I always start with a clear idea of what I want but in the process of development this idea starts to be more and more fragmented till it finally dissolves itself completely. 
The artwork evolves, like us, in a linear time space without the option to change its past. It formed itself under the influences of changing moods, showing its moment of joy through vivid color, but trying to hide its moments of weakness or frustration by another added layer of paint. It will be proud of when it took a risk that succeed in a bold stroke, but it will camouflage the lessons learned through mistakes. It will put the emphasis on spontaneous accidents that it will accepted, let happened and wear them like proud jewels for the world to see.


Finality.

The realization that the thing that was supposed originally mean to be mine, growing out of a personal experience, is breaking away from its origins and my initial intentions. It’s in constant tension that the artwork forges its personality. By going through moments of clarity illustrated by figuration and abstract notions it will take in all the complexities of a person’s humanity, becoming free for interpretation without any control from the artist.
 A painting as opposed to a human being has the advantage to show visually all those aspects that compose a life, offering pure honesty at first sight to the who look upon them with both its qualities and its flaws. 
And as a child, it overcomes the creator to exist by itself, composing its own story. It has a name.