.. It is obvious that the picture is the back side of the dream ...
What is the material that bends light, makes the world see? Monique Dollé-Lacour deploys before us a series of internal images, memories,
or we can call them fossils. Disappeared images ... the remains exhumed
and then accidentally forgotten ...
... Art is something that has been saved from a death. An yea leads us there, where the music or words lead. Behind the paint,
rather
more far than
inside, where the connecting between the angles and the curves,
where the dissonance is the mother of all rhythms.
The artist tells us that we can not imagine without it: a inner content, which is beyond us. This is something that manages Monique Dollé-Lacour best. She deepens the gulf, she frees up the firstling space, forces balance and rejects the comparison, this exceeds
anything which we have ever faced and at the same time, it does not need a face any longer.
Dominique Grandmont (
[ See the continuation... ]
