On the road. 2020

Acrylic on paper. 29x39cm.

When traffic comes to a stop,

I take a picture,

Going on a job,

a week or so before confinement.

A forest of thoughts. 2020

Acrylic on paper. 48×61 cm.

Pansies, comes from the French word « pensées » which means « thoughts ». Imagine the number of thoughts that cross your mind every ten minutes… a veritable forest of thoughts.

Jardin privé. 2020

Jardin privé. 2010. J.Harms. Acrylic on paper. 29x39cm.

These are unusual times.

The weather is warming,

the sun is shining,

birds are singing,

but we are all confined indoors

to prevent a virus from circulating.

In French, « Jardin privé » which literally means « Private garden » , can also mean « deprived of garden » in a more poetic sense : « de jardin privé… »

Bull in the yard. 2018

Bull in the yard. 2018. J.Harms. Acrylic on canvas. 50×65 cm. (Private collection.)

A small satire of the U.S of A.

Attention aux cactus. 2018

Attention aux cactus. 2018. J.Harms. 81×100 cm. Acrylic on canvas.

I was contacted a couple weeks ago by an artist whom I exhibited with last year. She is currently organizing a show in a Parisian gallery and has kindly asked me to participate. The theme for the show is “tropical dream” . Having never been to the Islands, And having absolutely no paintings resembling the theme, I decided to roam the Jardin d’Auteuil in Paris. Those of you that watch the tennis will know that Roland Garros’ courts are right across the street from those extraordinary greenhouses. The main one, resembling a little crystal palace, was closed for maintenance. It held the palm trees which I intended to paint at first. Walking around the gardens to the other smaller greenhouses, I came across the one housing the cacti. Beware of the cacti.

L’îlot. 2017

L'ïlot. 2017. J.Harms. Acrylic on paper.50,5x41cm

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.

 

 

 

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