Etherial conception of the essential idea
After having defined the essential idea, the faces and bodies as well as the gesture appear in my mind in a more or less ethereal form : these are like vibrations in gestation of inwardly visible forms. These forms become progressively clearer, more stable and above all full of life. At this stage, my models remain in my mind. They perfectly express the essential idea that I have defined. All I need to do is to close my eyes to look at them.
Anyone can become a model as a source of inspiration. The inspiration can be born from a brief moment of presence with anyone of human expression. For example : a plump woman can radiate sensuality from a gaze, a gesture and even from a smile, much better than a “surgically well built woman”would do, one could say. Look at the Mona Lisa and her smile delicately set on a plump face. It radiates sensuality in its plenitude.
The essential idea, once defined mentally, has more or less moved from the moment of inspiration. It then takes a bath in a source inside me, but which is not I. While it comes out of this spring, it radiates an essential idea in all its splendour, which no longer belongs to me. It appears then as though naked of all the clothing of my own human emotions, as if it had come from elsewhere, from some timeless place.
NB: This is not the description of a theoretician of art
Jean Paul Floch : 2005
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Anyone can become a model as a source of inspiration. The inspiration can be born from a brief moment of presence with anyone of human expression. For example : a plump woman can radiate sensuality from a gaze, a gesture and even from a smile, much better than a “surgically well built woman”would do, one could say. Look at the Mona Lisa and her smile delicately set on a plump face. It radiates sensuality in its plenitude.
The essential idea, once defined mentally, has more or less moved from the moment of inspiration. It then takes a bath in a source inside me, but which is not I. While it comes out of this spring, it radiates an essential idea in all its splendour, which no longer belongs to me. It appears then as though naked of all the clothing of my own human emotions, as if it had come from elsewhere, from some timeless place.
NB: This is not the description of a theoretician of art
Jean Paul Floch : 2005
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