La méditation. 2017. J.Harms. 29x39cm. Acrylic on paper.
In Andernos, walking along the pier, a February sun bathing all those wandering by, a woman sits and meditates.
Tree House 2. 2017. J.Harms. Acrylic on paper. 50 x 40 cm.
On a bright sunny day, I was wandering around the streets of Andernos, when I saw this colorful little house sitting on the shadow of a tree.
L’Herbe is a small village of the Cap Ferret practically on the sea. My friend and I stopped by this tiny fishermen’s dwelling while driving back to Andernos. Makeshift houses, all painted various colours, create a very picturesque scenery. The sandy pathways around the little homes were pretty desert, except for a couple well fed dogs probably waiting for their owners to come back from their fishing.
Le concert à l’américaine. 2017. J.Harms. Acrylic on paper. 40,5×50,5cm.
Every year my village organizes a party to celebrate Bastille day. A band of French cowboys came over to sing a few songs.
Tree House. 2017. J.Harms. Acrylic on paper. 30,5x44cm.
Two years ago, a friend invited me to go on a trip to Andernos-les-Bains. A popular French summer holiday destination situated in the Bassin d’Arcachon. We went in February and were very pleased to enjoy mild sunny weather . We wandered the streets of the small town, with its typical beach houses, most of them empty at that period. We also ate loads of mussels ‘à la crème’, and drove all along the Bassin, to the Cap Ferret, to Arcachon, and to the famous “dune du Pyla”.
The plain urban landscape with a building, a bit of nature (and of course an electric pole), is definitely the kind of pictural mix I find attractive. It reminds me of the Japanese sceneries I painted a couple years back, where one can find these same elements.
L’îlot. 2017. J.Harms. Acrylic on paper. 50,5x41cm.
I live in the countryside. Nature surrounds me, I am grateful for it but also wary when I have to paint it. I usually prefer urban landscapes, there is a confort in architecture and human geometry. The geometry of nature on the other hand, presents itself boldly, untamed, without any superficiality. It is just as it wants to be. Over the years, I have come to realise that by using the simplest lines and the simplest mix of colors, I have managed to paint what is an acceptable rendering of nature, to me at least.
This depicts a common landscape in rural France. The “place du village” usually situated at the center of a village, a cross section of some sort. A bouquet of trees and a cross , at its center, sometimes a bench or two on the sides. This particular one is in le Plessis Cornefroy, a very small village near Senlis. I used to pass through it when visiting a friend nearby. I always gaped at the trees, which form a perfect canopy. The place looks like a little island.