Collection: “Improbable Landscapes” Series François LEMAIRE

I was born from a landscape. I spent my childhood there until I graduated high school. I remember it, it circulates in me, hides or resurfaces depending on the day.

Each painting that constitutes this series bears its mark. They are neither true nor false, they are the unfolding of a memorial investigation that I call improbable landscapes.

My paintings are pieces of colors assembled together in a construction game.

These are pieces of myself.

They freeze the moment of a tension, that of painting the ineffable, the singular moment where what cannot be said and what can be shown is expressed. I seek in the simplest expression to elaborate on the painting what I call, the almost nothing of the invisible. It is a territory where a fleeting emotion of belonging to the world settles.

These are pieces of my skin where my story is traced in bits and pieces and constitutes a thin thread that connects me to the other.

I shed it every time to rise above the trap and breathe in the scent of the most accurate beauty possible.

A motif emerges from it and each of them demarcates the very boundary of the unbearable lightness of being.