By Clément Beaubert.
It's currently the most personal image I've done so far. It marks a time of transition. a time for changes. a moment to seize the present instant regardless of the past difficulty, regardless of the uncertain future. It's also the time to have a contract with myself about being an artist as I can define it. Looking for matching images and words, how they can empower each other to reach emotions and ideas.
confronting your own image, not only about technical issues, but truly watching through your mood, your state of mind, your emotional condition is to me the most important thing related to art but also the hardest one to handle.
I guess it's about the will of self expression, the necessity of taking a voice, presenting an inside out.
It also responds to my need to build something meaningful, which can be quite exhausting and challenging to be true to myself. like watching your reflection in a distorting mirror that you built yourself.
I am quite struggling with allowing myself to do what I like without finding a reason for that.
It's pretty dizzying to assume that pixels can convey deep feelings to some people and quite nothing for others. I assume making art is a bottle thrown to the sea that can sink or find a way to someone who can read his message.
This picture is mostly about that crepuscular feeling, in the meaning that things are changing, something else is starting and something is disappearing at the same time. in a suspended moment. facing the edge of changement with a satisfying melancholy.
among everything shifting, some details stay intemporal, personally crystalized. pure harmlessness, and deeply striking our sensibility.
I assume it's up to each one to see this moment as the end of a time or as the beginning of another.
so now it's about defining a starting point of something rising up.
I hope you took time to learn my little story behind the picture.