Stephan SeraisPosted: february 11, 2011 / Modified: july 17, 2012
On 14 February 2003 for Valentine's Day, my wife, Peggy, decided on a whim, for giving me an easel, a few tubes of paint and brushes and invited me to «paint»! ! !
I told myself'this is it, poor me, it's crazy, what will become of me? ! ! ! . I agreed to give him pleasure and I painted two paintings: a still life and portraits of both my son.
I thought to be left: Peggy, like me promised that we would sell the equipment if I did not feel able to continue.
Course I knew a little draw, but perhaps it is useful to you that I had never painted: I knew nothing about color mixing and did not even know how to wash my brushes! ! !
To my amazement, I continued as I took a lot of fun. The painting has taught me that the shadow was as important as the light showed me the beauty of the landscape which I could see now the details, the asymmetry of faces, the charm of old houses askew… Etc. The
Painting gives me serenity, a bubble of protection against attack from modern civilization and being the son of a carpenter, helped me make friends A… Therefore, each year, during an opening, I met all these people around me with the only passion: painting and beautiful colors.
I do not regret not having painted earlier because I think I had a certain maturity to put me foot in the stirrup, Peggy knew that it was time and I did in thank them enough.
Now I prefer the knife technique for landscapes while remaining «brush» for portraits and characters in context. I do absolutely nothing to deepen my approach when I'm tired of painting and I going around in circles, I put the brushes and knives to planer, grinder, drill and throws me into the hobby. I suggest you do the same: when you return the painting, you developed without realizing it! ! ! I think that we should not take the lead with hazy theories but simply to do serious work without ever taking themselves seriously.
My first sale will remain memorable as I found myself unable to assess the canvas, I gave a prize at random, thinking it was much too high and the buyer has agreed to make sure an excellent deal! ! ! Do not curdle milk, as my grandfather, just come to me, the key is to have fun and everyone finds his comp…
Is my motto.
Painting has brought me recognition from my peers since I got the silver medal of the Academic Society Arts Science Letters in 2007 and the Medal of Honor from the city of Paris in 2008, I do not continue to collect medals but just to make me selfish pleasure.
So, of course, if that is also fun, what more if not I will therefore continue to deface.
Thank you lost your precious time reading these few lines, I can assure you they were written with honesty and sincerity.
Je vous remercie de votre témoignage et du récit de votre histoire artistique qui me prouve que nous sommes nombreux a avoir eu le déclic autodidactique de la peinture et je pense que c'est ce qu'il y a de mieux car je n'aurai jamais pu suivre des cours académiques a dessiner des pieds ou des mains à longueur de journée ! ! ! Là, je fais ce que je veux et surtout ce que je veux mais je suis heureux.
Je vous salue très cordialement. Stéphan
Je regardais le blog Arquid, et je «tombe» sur le récit de votre passion. Comme je vous comprend! J'ai commencé il y a plus de 40ans. Je me suis achetée une grande toile des pinceaux et quelques tubes d'huile. Je ne sais pas dessiner (pas mieux maintenant) je n'avais jamais peins. Je vous assure j'ai fait un tableau (que je garde précieusement) magnifique. J'avais l'impression que j'avais toujours peins, j'ai fait mes mélanges toute seule sans aucune connaissance. C'est incroyable. Depuis j'ai pris quelques cours (mais cela reste cher) et je suis très heureuse d'avoir cette belle passion. Cela m'a beaucoup aidé dans les coups durs. J'ai fais de grands progrès et je m'éclate. Bravo à vous cher Stephan et à votre épouse. Bien artistiquement. Michèle. Michele.bugat@wanadoo.fr
Bonsoir, Stephan! !
En cette fin d'année 2011… Esseulée… Je viens de lire votre témoignage et me conforte. Je suis certaine qu'un jour… Je trouverais la «bonne serrure à ma clef artistique»… Le monde artistique est un monde assez fermé… À part quelques exemptions… Difficile de s'y frayer un passage et d'y trouver sa place… Merci de ce réconfort inattendu… Qui m'a réchauffé le coeur et les espoirs… Aquarelles et poésies d'aquan… Bon séveillon et Meilleurs voeux 2012… À vous deux…
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