« ENIGMATIC LANDSCAPES »,  by J.P Bonnardot

Using  the transparent effect of glaze which  she uses  after the manner of the Old Masters, Véronique Terrieux offers us  endless skies, fanciful series of clouds and imaginary sandstorms which make one feel giddy, while delicately playing with light and shade and mysterious, deep, amniotic waters which she floods throughout with light. Her large stretches of desert and vast expanses of water might have belonged to the beginning of time  were it not for a lighthouse which looms up or an anchor which plunges down here and there, symbols of the presence of man she refuses to ignore.

  Véronique Terrieux explains that she wants to fix on canvas ”instants of nature which seem eternal”. This quest for timelessness makes her constantly come and go from “inner landscapes” (so goes the title of one of her poems) to outer horizons  which she reveals for us.

She writes:

     “I have patiently spun my web

     The light has been trapped into it

     In the large web of my canvas”

  Véronique Terrieux traps and retains us in her canvas or web which she paints for us: an invitation to dream, contemplate or perhaps pray.

     “Enter into this  silence, close your eyes

      And, at last, look and see”

  Véronique Terrieux’s work, with its semiotic richness, bears upon the present, as the artist intends it to. In “The Birth of Icarus”, René Passeron says that “the work of art dwells in  our lives” and that “its presence makes our own more certain”. How then could we not accept to remain its captive?