Entre ligne et lumière, la sérigraphie

Artist
Moi.
Entre ligne et lumière, la sérigraphie (2023) Acrylic on canvas (Hand screen-printed on 250g Tintoretto Italian paper)
  • Dimensions : 70 x 50 x 0,2 cm
  • Print : 20 copies
  • Framing : No
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€350.00

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Delivery: One to two weeks Hand delivery: Toulouse - FRANCE
Aditional Information
Period Contemporary (1945-today)

Pure minimalism; a wall, a low wall, a low wall, you name it. The toy sits there, as if staring at us, as if waiting for something.
A palette of earth tones. It's the canvas that's silk-screened (the difficulty of keeping just 4 colors and working with them).

Atelier Fwells, Paris.
Hand screen printing
Tintoretto 250g Italian paper
20 copies, signed and numbered.

Artist Biography

At the edge of its sunny beaches, Sara Bagot changes into Moi. A painter naked with artifices, she willingly exchanges her artistic aura and conventions for the sweetness of creating in a two-piece swimming costume.

Born in Toulouse in 1990, it is in Andorra - lulled by the venerable silence of the mountains - that she now holds her studio; a working environment that is not without recalling her original fascination for architecture. On the canvas, the artist dabbles in the discipline of buildings whose raw forms and pure lines make the villa with swimming pool the temple of the present moment and of beautiful solitude.

But art is to the public what isolation is to creation. Necessary. In 2016, Moi. decides to share her work. Since then, she has been multiplying exhibitions and collaborations whose hope is to unite art with our daily lives. On the back of a motorbike helmet, in the hollow of a pocket, on the rounded edge of a coffee table, any support is good to paint to soothe the viewer who in front of her works then implores :

"Moi, speak to me again".

Beyond our high-speed century, the artist thus proposes a moment of pause in the hollow of his pastel waves. Carried by a devastating second degree, she paints, not disarmed of audacity, this world of abstract and figurative which she alone has the inspiration for.

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