Senlis Art Fair 2018

An annual event I enjoy participating to. If you happen to pass by the area come and have a look. The Eglise Saint Pierre is stunning, and the Art is quite nice too.

Exhibition at the Château ! 2018

From May the 26th to June, 3rd, I will be exhibiting, along with 50 other artists, some of my paintings at the Château de Lamorlaye in the Oise region of France.

How exciting !

Neige fondante sur la place Niville. 2018

Neige fondante sur la place Niville. 2018. J.Harms. Acrylic on paper. 50x40cm.

The snow has begun melting, puddles are forming, but the triangle shaped “place Niville”, the second village square in my village retains a bit of its white blanket. Already the weather seems to warm up. I wish I could retain the snow just a little bit more.

La place du fort sous la neige. 2018

La place du fort sous la neige. 2018. J.Harms. 29 x 39 cm. Acrylic on red paper.

I love snowscapes, so when my village got heavily covered in snow a couple weeks ago, I immediately went out to take pictures. I wanted to paint it. Not many people were out and about, but a couple foot prints on the Place du fort, one of the two village squares, were proof that another soul had been here possibly pulling a two-wheeled cart of some kind.

 

November or Lili in the garden 2017

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November or Lili in the Garden. 2017. J.Harms. 29x39cm Acrylic on paper.

This is a view from my studio/bedroom. It’s late afternoon, the light is poor, but the flamboyant color of the dogwood is quite eye-catching, it brings a vibrant touch to this murky November day. Lili, my cousin’s daughter, is not afraid of the gloomy weather, she’s out and about doing what children like doing.

Leap of faith 2017

Leap of faith. 2017. J.Harms. 29x39cm. Acrylic on paper.

Once a year, around Fall, old churches in the neighbouring villages, mostly closed during the year, open their doors to visitors. So once a year, with family or friends, I drive around the fields of Picardie in search of these little gems.

Notre Dame du Lieu-Restauré is one of those. Walking around the ruins of the old monastery, I see children playing on the rubble. I take a picture thinking I could make something out of it. Later while checking the picture on my camera, I realise there is another interesting feature. A statue of a buddha, someone had put there. Bang ! I had a narrative !

Le concert à l’américaine. 2017

Le concert à l'américaine. 2017. J.Harms. Acrylique sur papier. 40,5x50,5cm.

Le concert à l’américaine. 2017. J.Harms. Acrylic on paper. 40,5×50,5cm. (Private collection.)

Every year my village organizes a party to celebrate Bastille day. A band of French cowboys came over to sing a few songs.

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.

 

 

 

Noël à Orry-La-Ville 2014

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Noël à Orry-La-Ville. 2014. 51,5×50 cm. Acrylic on Paper. Julie Harms. ( Private collection.)

Almost every Wednesday morning I drive through Orry-La-Ville, a town close to Chantilly and Senlis, in France. The city in itself is not as charming as the ones surrounding it, except for a small old Church built in its center and literally surrounded by a road. Across the road, opposite the Church entrance, a small park-like area with trees, benches, and a yellow facade bakery at the back.  The city was getting ready to celebrate Christmas. The trees and the bakery were covered  with decorations. That particular day with its shining sun , its blue sky, the shade under the trees, without those decorations,  who would have known that Christmas was just a few days ahead…

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