my language

my language

“All these little pieces of paper I have painted are like letters of the alphabet, they are my vocabulary, my language, I am not sure what I am going to do with them” says Parisian artist Olivier GARAND.

In the left entrance of his studio in the 11e district near La Bastille, Olivier collects stones from the African deserts he used to collect while trekking for three weeks in a row in the Sahel regions, “I like the idea of the discovery; just like I discover a new stone in the sand desert untouched for thousands of years, I like the idea of discovering my art pieces as I progress in creating them, as new discovery…. ”

Olivier’s show in Paris is a real success “I think people like colors because people need colors, our world is grey, that’s why I avoid watching the news on TV”. Colorful pieces of paper, collages, drawings, sculptures, Olivier’s world is a rainbow in his eyes.