L’arbre me sourit. Michel Bohbot/ Julie Harms. 2021

Un petit livret en mots et en couleurs.

Les poèmes de Michel Bohbot accompagnent mes peintures.

Merci Michel.

Promenade digestive. 2020

Acrylic on paper. 29x39cm

Butter chicken for lunch,

A digestive stroll in the Parc des Buttes-Chaumont in Paris,

Sunday with sis.

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.

The Gate . 2019

The gate. 2019. J.Harms.

The Gate . 2019. J.Harms. Acrylic on canvas. 22x27cm.

Taking a small break from my « Windows of Rye Serie ».

There are two parts to Rye, the one built within the fortifications, the more historical side, with its church, castle and cemetery, and the one built outside of the fortifications, the more contemporary side, with its supermarket and train station.

The ultimate purpose of a door, I believe, is to warn of a coming change. Those that decide to walk through the door, are somehow informed that their perspective is going to change.

If one crosses a door and then turns around, their grasp of a place, might totally differ from what they previously thought they knew. They might find themselves in an other reality.

 

 

 

 

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