Orane Verdier

The clay is soft and when I handle it I have no idea what I will do in advance. I surrender myself to a kind of altered state of consciousness where time is suspended; I feel what makes me vibrate, beauty, emotions, my travels in Europe and all the works I have been able to observe and feel in many capitals of Europe. Masks appear under my fingers, perhaps because I experienced the Stendahl syndrome in Venice. Then the faces come to life according to my mood, they become mirrors, I feel better, I had a need, a visceral need to express my intense emotions as to find order by rendering my sculpture after the impulse of my emotional chaos....

Everybody is complicated and have multiple sides. In every different context, we have to wear a mask to protect ourself and adapt to the others people. The question is, how to stay authentic, always?

Orane Verdier