Jean-Louis Corsenac

Torn between architecture and painting, it was only on the day of his diploma that his decision was, for a time, made. Caught between a mother who sensed in him a natural ease for painting, and a father who wanted him to pursue more structured studies, an applied arts diploma was certainly not going to change this firmly stated paternal wish. So, resolutely, continuing his Architecture studies in Talence became his professional path. At the time, drawing held an important place in the writing of that discipline, and the few ambitions he showed allowed him to earn the title of Architect, which would take the form of a series of nine paintings. Bold in colour, except the last one - a premonition - announcing the death of his father on the day of his diploma presentation, they trace the story of a drifting buoy, from its liquid element to dry land. Under these conditions, architecture became an altogether different personal struggle. Despite an enviable career and predispositions that were never fully displayed, the desire to return to an unfinished perspective has naturally made itself felt in recent times. The excessive use of photography in architecture, of the image through a frenzied reproduction of photoshopped ideas, would not have turned him away from this desire. For 5 years now, he has been showing a return to acrylic, in black and white, of old demons on vast canvases.