Posts Tagged ‘Artist’

Alexandre

Thursday, May 2nd, 2013

He is one of my favorite people. And he is in almost constant motion.

If he’s not biking through traffic with his hands in his pockets while talking on the phone, he’s reciting de Musset, quoting Guitry, or singing Les Noces de Figaro which he knows by heart. He shows you how to build giant moonlight reflectors for the Full Moon Theater, then teaches you to drive a tractor and jumps off to take your picture. He has big, beautiful ideas and all the energy and passion to make them manifest. On this night, I caught him motionless in the hallway, in the middle of stoking two separate fires.

Alexandre à Gourgoubès.  France, 2013.

Alexandre Camerlo à Gourgoubès. France, 2013.

A Reyna Aquarelle

Wednesday, May 1st, 2013

For two very fun years I shared a big loft with two painters from Argentina. I lived upstairs on the mezzanine, and they worked downstairs. It was a pretty raw space. We had a tiny improvised kitchen in one corner, a very aged red sofa in another and wonderful floor-to ceiling windows. No door separated our spaces, just a half-wall, over which I took these time-lapse photos of Martin Reyna making watercolors. I love seeing the process behind a piece of art, and I got to witness Martin’s practice daily. In celebration of his birthday today, here’s a selection from those days.

Feliz cumple Martin!

Martin Reyna painting a watercolor.  Paris, 2007.

Martin Reyna. Paris, 2007.

Slimane

Friday, June 10th, 2011

I went up to the second floor to see one of my favorite people and he was gone. I hear he’s in Les Vosges or somewhere east, working for five months. I guess the tai chi lessons will be on hold for a while. This photo is from a few days before, when I found him making magic in the third floor kitchen.

You’re going to think I’m exaggerating but Slimane is sunshine. He’s gone through some difficult times since I’ve known him but I have never seen him down or upset. It must happen, for as far as I can tell he’s human, but he’s able to maintain a positive, balanced perspective. He is always quick with a joke, laughing, caring, smiling and Sincere. Usually when you walk into his studio he offers you a beer.

I have never walked away from him with a frown. And in fact, I don’t think I’ve ever walked towards him with a frown, for once I see him I can’t help smiling. As you do when the sun comes out on a cloudy day.

Slimane Hamadache...he sculpts, paints, cooks, coaches, writes, teaches and shines very bright. Often found making art at 59 rue de Rivoli, Paris.

Manuel

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010

He was that guy over there with the moustache who I felt looking at me, sometimes smiling, but never speaking. Italian, French, Spanish?

I didn’t see him again.

Months later he is sitting suddenly in front of me, smiling, eager to talk, having just returned from Italy. A new resident artist at 59.

He often has a smile like the tip of an iceberg of a story.
A story he doesn’t reveal to me. Not in words.

Manuel Baldassare, musician and painter currently working at 59 rue de Rivoli, 6th floor

Mr Fish doesn’t like to be photographed

Wednesday, June 9th, 2010

Or maybe he just likes to play…

Mister P times three

François Poisson works and plays at 59 rue de Rivoli.

He shares clay and paint,
and will make room for you at his table
if you’re nice.

Painting in traffic

Wednesday, April 21st, 2010

At 59 we sometimes paint on the walls.

Tonight the artist hosted by our gallery painted in the street.

Emmanuel Flipo likes to throw pigments to the wind.

Gaki arrives through a cloud of Flipo's performance

Flipo draws in the street in front of the 59 Rivoli gallery

Flipo making his déssin on rue de Rivoli

Flipo’s exhibition will be on view in the gallery until May 2nd.
59 rue de Rivoli, 75001. Paris.

Last Days at Central Park

Tuesday, April 28th, 2009

These are my last few days in Buenos Aires before I head north on a big bus. Jungle…to desert…to salt flats…and, perhaps…to Chile.

4pm light at Central Park, Barracas, Buenos Aires.

4pm light at Central Park, Barracas, Buenos Aires.

I am spending part of every day at Central Park, the studio and office complex in Barracas, photographing the painter Luis Felipe Noé (known as Yuyo, and sometimes Master) and his dedicated assistants as they work intensely on his works of art for the Venice Biennale. Time is running short. It all gets packed up in about a week and will be re-constructed on the other side of the ocean, where I will see it again at the end of May.

Tools

Tools

For two months I’ve watched him create; using brush, pen, finger, pencil, mop, ink, glue, paper, canvas and paint. He is Master to many and I’ve relished watching him work. He and everyone around him have been so warm, welcoming and helpful; the heart of my experience of Buenos Aires.

Spending time with him and the artists who assist him has expanded my field of vision. My dreams are saturated with color and my reality is full of new ideas.