SOPHIE ARLETTE MARIE
JOURDAIN DE THIEULLOY

Is it the way I perceive the images of my everyday life, like splinters of color, or the need to express my feelings, through the beauty of broken glass, the path of cracks, the transparency of concrete walls, is this what explains my path to painting?

The sensuality of the oil painting, the joy of mixing the varnish, the turpentine, the colors, the delicate edge of the knives, the scratched sound on the canvas still virgin, the crash of the liquid colors thrown on these canvases... A beautiful dance of freedom

I am from a family  artists, numerous, alive and loving. Aristocratic too, a little old France. And a part of those who have been part of my career, I taught Economics to wonderful students during 30 years, all this life that took place in Reunion Island, near the lagoons in Indian Ocean.

Now, here in the south of France, all those people who surround me today in Nice, the love of our children, all these people, like stars, like beautiful lights, like a magical sparkle.

Dominique is my companion, a wonderful man, extremely brilliant, who pushed me with his so sure taste towards Contemporary Art, while he himself opened with an astonishing talent to this type of expression.

No art school. Nothing to see on that side. Learnt everything over the years, over the work, over the doubts. Well, it looks like something ends up being woven, drawing ...