Jacques GORDE
a painter, witness to his generation
The
artist
Born in Nîmes, France (in the southern region of
provence) on December 4, 1943, Gorde began painting at th
age of 12 under the guidance of a professor.
Living in an environment of trains and travel, he was
quickly immersed in the "elsewhere" and with his palette
was able to bring life into an imaginary world.
Gorde continued painting upto and throughtout his five
years of studies at the school of "les Beaux Arts" in
Nîmes; however, a long break of ten years would interrupt
his pictorial journey until he returned in 1984.
A first exhibit at the artist's atelier was with much
thanks due to J. Marie Lafarge, who has encouraged him
with enthousiasm throughout the years.
The
Art
The works of Jacques Gorde, situated among the
neo-figuratives or "nouvelle-figuration", tends to,
conspicuously with the years, lean toward the abstract.
Gorde refines his art; his colours evolve within and
around his movement, and the large circular motion whitch
characterizes it maintains its amplitude. His works is of
his being; physical and of pure inspiration.
He projects his rebellions onto canvas, cardboard and
paper, and leads us to the discovery of his intellectual
and emotional relationship whith the world.
In the course of his exhibits, the various themes
achieved by Gorde may differ but all remain rooted in a
characteristic expression of movement, color and light.
The
Themes
BULLFIGHTING
: Born in Nîmes, Gorde was
cradled to the rhythm of the "Féria". Like many artists,
he is mesmerized by the ambiance of the bullfighting
arena.
JAZZ
: A lasting passion, Gorde
loves to return to Jazz, where among the great he
rediscovers a scent of adolescence.
SEASCAPES
: Help him to remove
himself from "reality", he is able to rest "he says, and
escape, in order to better return".
ORIENTALS
: Translate into color the
artist's quest for the mysterious and the mystical.
URBAN
CONCENTRATIONS : and
their paradoxes of fascination and anxiety call out to
Gorde.
HIS HAND IS CARRIED AWAY,
COLRS HIS KNIFES
SHEARING HIS CANVASES
WITH BLUE, WHITE, A VEIL
CHARACTERS SUSPENDED INTO SPACE
THE TIME IS PASSING US BY
HE FOCUSES ABOUT WHAT IS HAPPENING
KNOWING THAT WE WILL GO BY