Christine Parent, painter

For several years now, I have been
trying to transcribe onto canvases
the precarious and random
balance of various elements
in motion, which thanks to and
because of their differences,
function, organize,
create and destroy themselves,
at the same time.

Paint, pastel, fabrics, paper,
sand and other materials
can be found in
my canvases to express the
various layers of my memory.

Since 2003 , after several
stays in the desert of Lybia,
the latter is reflected in my 
canvases by its colors and
shapes .

On December 26 th 1999 in Lorraine,
I witnessed the destruction of giant trees
helpless against the evil
force of the storm.
These uprooted, fallen,
broken trees arise from my paintings
on a background of bright colors
as the hope for rebirth
of this mortified nature
is real.

Darkness, light.
Reflection of sensations
comes through with full
strength by the burst
of shapes and colors.

How to express
this world in motion.
That’s the challenge.
From canvas to canvas
like a perpetual movement.