Thierry Fierobe
Sculptor
I have always been fascinated by sculptors, especially tailors. My first work was born with one of my sons. My hands listened for 9 months to the emotion of this nativity. This double deliverance made me realize the intensity of my need to sculpt.
When one is self-taught, without an academic background, expressing oneself by following one's instincts alone is an everyday learning, humble, made up of research, failures, restarts, and immense joys. I, of course, abandoned the penknife of my childhood. Without drawing, in contact with the material, the wood that inspires me the most, in the workshop, I release my emotions again.
Between the fugitive shadow, the glow, initially appeared in my imagination, and each finished work, what a path! For hours, I scan the shapes to extract their unique beauty, feminine, marine, soft and fluid. Often in music, I talk to her as if to tame her, but she never lets herself be done. I rage, scream, start again, and sometimes whistle, sing and dance on days of grace.
When harmony appears, when we have tamed ourselves, it is the caresses that complete the work. The touch, the eyes closed, silently, what better ending?!
But what sadness then!
The friends convinced me to share, to exhibit all these rooms that fill my house. I wouldn't be allowed to hide them. A work lives only in the eyes of all.
Why not, as long as I'm left at the workshop...
For any request for information, order, visit of the studio :
thierryfierobe@gmail.com
06 07 04 52 29
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