Clouds take over the sky; they roll over the city, appear to set its moods. Strings of colour, like rainbows, trace paths through the ether, atmospheric weavings that pierce the marvellous constructions of the impalpable*.
Tissages atmosphériques (front + reverse) 2012
assemblage-drawing, 6 fragments painted in watercolour on paper, colour string, metal wire, 60 × 120 cm
Ta joie perce les nuages/variation (Your joy pierce the clouds)
34 × 81 cm
* Charles Beaudelaire
Photos: Guy L'Heureux, Richard-Max Tremblay
