Charlotte Massip

Born in December 1971 of complementary parents with delicious hearts. Childhood in particular spaces and hung in the nacelle of an aircraft. Discoveries and Encounters in a Bookish environment, in the streets of Paris and during backpacking trips. Freedom of expression of the Surrealists (A.Breton, G.BataiLLe, G .de Chirico, M.Ernst ...) The elegance of the cubists (G.Braque), a character "accompanying" another, a writing "pointing" a other… full and sensitive lives offered. Traces and watercolors his Croq'cafés and Travel Notebooks. School doors opened, those of the Estienne School, those of Decorative Arts in Strasbourg. She picks up, tears, sticks her trompe-Oeil, a kind of automatic writing to be amazed. At 21, she embarks on a 180 year old rig for another balance: Postcards. Back in Paris in a workshop with the door open, she dives for years into the incision, the bite and begins her anatomies: the dissected. In her thirties, two little boys give her their hand. Wonder of playing again and material duties, naivety fading for the other lucidity of “growing up true”. "It would take two lives: one to learn, the other to do" whispered her great friend Nicole L (who is definitely missing in her days). Construction of a “port house” in the Gers, without a sea at its feet, but you never know! But for sure, Hope in the imagination, beauty, Freedom which takes shape: loving, interweaving and nourishing with you. "You have to carry chaos within yourself to give birth to a dancing star." Resonances of Nietzsche's Zarathustra which reassure her. So many pages that awakened her, refocused her: M. Duras, F. Dostoyevsky, G. Steinbeck, M. Bulgakov, A. Laude, F. Pessoa, H. Bellmer, H. Crews, and all those who await him , everywhere, because "Everything is in everything".