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Yarek Godfrey

53 years old
Painter artist.

French, with British & Austrian origins, born April 8 1957 in Poland. Since 1983 living and working between Paris (Vincennes) & New York.
1972-1982 - Studies at the College and Academy of Fine Arts in Cracow.
1980-1982 - Special studies of Stage & Costume design for theater.

I'm not quite sure we can talk about painting or music. This is a domain of different senses which words can't describe, that's why I'm using often the colors without names to translate the unknown sounds of my soul. I've named this process : "never-ending story" so if I stop working on the painting that's because someone tells me inside : "that's it" - and I never know why... For more informations, please contact my Guardian Angel... The almost primitive, and for me natural need to express the mix of joy, anguish and solitude is always emotional and magic like an initiation rite. It's the way to communicate without words and to share profound feelings with the risk to reveal too much... to become weak in the fact of exposing oneself... So, fragile... The desire and the power to create gives birth to images composed from my memories, dreams and hopes. A message to pass along ? Let's rather say: another mark of the hand printed on the wall of the cave as if to say : "I was here"...we always return to the source. Of course 10 years of classical training at the Art College and later at the Academy of Fine Arts makes a great experience. But to find ones own voice it is necessary to create a private base soon after. Than theater becomes a real platform of creation; always in large scale and with fantastic lights; it is like in life where roles are acted out; true and false at the same time. The big spectacle of illusion where the background or costumes can change the character of the actors. Higher, like powerful images of cathedrals with their spiritual silences. The soul... the soul so desired and essential, closely tied to creation. Stronger, like ruins of Pompeii where so theatrical silence of contemplation adds to the vision of drama. The perfect place to meditate, to be reborn... Bigger, like the Grand Canyon; an enormous natural cathedral upside down where one is trying to perceive the human being moved to tears... In this place everything comes together; caverns, temples and ruins. There one leaves the Earth and what is left is pure creation. The Earth does not needs mankind. Emotions, emotions... My birth planet, Mars remains a project for future. " Let's be reasonable - let's ask for impossible". " Art is the sex of the imagination".