Joël Andrianomearisoa

Those are dark series conceived from paper. All words are possible to evoke those artworks, which would lead us to fill this space and force the approach to them. Impossible love games, with no frustration other than that of an inaccessible body. In the first place, the gaze is lost in them: not knowing which way to approach them, it goes astray in the space of the work, which is an elusive field open to passions, to multiple desires. It is in the alchemy of these combinatorial crosses where light is born through darkness... A rhythm of life in darkness.