Portfolio Facing the elements

Mizen Head : we had already been there a few years ago and I definitely wanted to go back to this place for my new series, it was in Febuary, you had to push the sky with your hand to see the horizon.

Beneath the seals are lolling, they do not mind the weather and dream of fish pushed ashore by the swell.

Les falaises juste au dessus du phare de Mizen Head, Irlande. Ciel bouché, ambiance rude.
Mizen Head
Les Burrens, une particularité géographique : les roches affleurant la surface du paysage, la végétation reussit par endroit à pousser, un jeu de couleur horizontal.
Les Burrens
Dog's Bay, côte sud du Connemara, une mère et son fils marchent bras dessus bras dessous sur une langue de terre suspendue entre l'eau et le ciel.
Dogs Bay

An island beaten up by winds and waves, from Mizen Head, a lighthouse on the south western extremity of Ireland, up to Dogs Bay on the south coast of Connemara, crossing Cliffs of Moher and the Burrens.

Cliffs of Moher, le gros plan sur une roche noire sculptée par les flots devient. Une diagonale noir intense structure la photo.
Cliffs of Moher
Cliffs of Moher, une série de vagues déferlantes sur la côte, au premier plan ma vague mousseuse assagie, au milieu les vagues arrivent, en haut un rouleau se déverse.
Cliffs of Moher
Dog's Bay, gros plan sur la falaise de sable blanc : on voit quelques plantes vertes et des nids d'oiseaux creusés dans la roche.
Dogs’ Bay

A nice day on the road.

Cliffs of Moher : a deep black rock carved by the waves, high and shining they are magnificent and frightening, when you look at the big pieces of concrete pushed like mere buoys.

Dogs bay : you get there after a minute quest, roadsigns written in Gaelic language, a wonderful semicircle beach, rounded by small white sandy cliffs where few courageous plants grow and small birds nests.

Carton de présentation de l'exposition "Par les champs, par les grèves" à l'atelier d'été de Chateauneuf de Mazenc.

« Par les champs, par les grèves »

This series was shown in an exhibition ”Through fields, along the shorelines”
Drawings by Jeannie Lucas, photographs by Samuel Guille

”Par les champs, par les grèves ( journey through French Britany ) is a travel narrative written by Gustave Flaubert and Maxime Du Camp, written in 1847 and published between 1852 and 1881. A book written by two friends and composed of twelve chapters, Du Camp wrote the even ones and Flaubert the odd ones. On Flaubert’s point of view, this trip was ”a really nice tour”. Backpack and shod shoes on, they have gone 160 miles in sometimes hard weather. He is very satisfied with his expedition, impressed by the sea, ”fresh air, fields, freedom, I mean true freedom, the one of telling what we want, sharing thoughts aloud, and walk the adventure letting time go by without bothering more about it than the smoke coming out from your pipe.” this quotation beginning Samuel Guille and Jeannie Lucas ‘ exhibition, both of them walk by dunes and seashores for one of them and huge areas of sea and sky sometimes limited by mountains and hills.

Silence is an important part of their works, reflections and choices , why this point of view more than this other one, why this part of the landscape and not the other one, why this drawing , this graph and not an other, each of them underlining the essential part of their open-field imaginations, the technical part of their means of expression photography on one side, ink and pen scratching or caressing the paper. The sound made by their technics and instruments opposed by the silence of nature. Luc Bisson quotes a prosopopoeia from a talk between Plotinus and his disciples, if someone asked why nature produces and if she accepts listening to the question, Nature would answer : You should not ask questions but understand silently by yourself … Understand what ? ” Understand that what is coming out is the result of what I see, silent, it is the result of a kind of contemplation naturally created, and that I, born from such a contemplation, am naturally inclined to love contemplation. And what inside me contemplates, produces the result of my contemplation…”

Jeannie LUCAS

*Luc Brisson : Philosopher, research director at the CNRS, Paris-Villejuif in “Silences”, éd. Prétentaine, avril 2018
*Prosopopoeia : rhetorical form when speaker or the writer makes an unanimated being, an animal, an object or a missing character, speak and act.
Plotin, in greek Πλωτῖνος, in latin Plotinus (205 – 270 apr. J.-C.)

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