This one reminds me of Monet's "Water Lily Pond"... (but I didn't do it on purpose). There are sometimes particular alchemies at the time of the melting of enamels... And every time this wonder to see that the thought or energy that animates me at this precise moment materializes before my eyes, almost by magic, without the mind or my will to obtain a precise result interfering in it. It's as if it was enough to tune to the vibration of the moment, to get away from the path as I like to say, and to let yourself be crossed by what is there and just waiting to bloom. Total abandonment to what is coming, to what is here and now. Where does it come from? Buried memory, passing emotion, forgotten inspiration, something bigger that surpasses us? I don't know. But this vibration, this particular palpitation, this dilation feeling is what has always led me to want to create. Of course there is also a lot of work, technique, more or less rewarding steps in shaping a jewel, various and varied preparations that may be less creative... But only to succeed in getting there... To these suspended moments of grace, to this magic 💗
Would you like to be informed of the latest news from the store, receive the workshop letter and exclusive offers ?
تعليقات