Rémi Bénard

I come from a profound silence. That of the earth, of wine, of childhood. For a long time, I sought to understand life by shaping it. Today, I let it speak through me. Artist of vibration, sculptor of matter, and poet of the invisible.
My art is an act of truth, love and freedom.

My art is born from a free, unfiltered, raw, and sacred gesture. It doesn't respond to any method, any style: it's a listening process. Listening to the living, the subtle, to what vibrates beneath the surface. I was a winemaker before becoming an artist. This connection to living matter, to the slowness of time, to pure intuition, has shaped me. I learned to trust the unknowing.

Then I left the vineyards for the studio. I painted, I sculpted, I wrote. Today, it all becomes one. I am a sculptor-painter-poet. I work with wood, metal, resin, canvas, words, silences. Everything I touch becomes an attempt to open a space. To awaken. To heal.

I don't represent. I transmit. I respect everyone's freedom. My works are thresholds, passages, vibrant bodies while depositing in the material a breath of raw love. They speak of emotions, archetypes, presence. They don't seek to please, but to resonate. To awaken something deeply alive.

Each painting, each sculpture, each poem is an offering—a breath without dogma, a bridge between worlds, a sensitive echo. My creations do not seek to embellish a space: they pass through it, inhabit it, transform it. They speak directly to the soul, brush against the skin, awakening intimate resonances.

I speak to those who feel that art can move, reveal, and heal. To collectors, galleries, dreamers, intuitives, seekers of meaning and truth. To all those who perceive with their heart, look with their soul, to all those who know that art is healing, a gentle cry, a sacred mirror.

Welcome to my world.
He doesn't explain himself.
It crosses itself.

It doesn't belong to anyone. It belongs to you if you feel it.