Tatjana Sonjov

Scruting the bottom of his cup of coffee and see familiar faces. Let your eyes wander in the sky, and remember a time, forgotten images. There is no truth in Tatjana Sonjov's approach premium on the senses, a rationality that would mislead the imagination. In her paréidolies, she keeps for the other instead, to follow the path of what he perceives and what he is. There is first in his work, this relationship to humble material. 

Paper, cloth and gouache, which gives body to surreal intervals of footprints. A sensual relationship with charcoal and pastel slowly worked by hand. Their colors and textures cling to painting, like islands of perception. In the veins and cracks of their skin, awaken as much stories in one place. Through memory and oblivion, Tatjana Sonjov explores the times of existence, always in a momentum of life. And here, everyone can escape, as in Rorschach's inks, with titles suitcases in pocket. 

Words that play, words drawers. "The art is given to us to prevent us from dying of truth, "wrote Nietzsche. By mobilizing the senses and their memories, Tajtana Sonjov awakens territories of the order of the intimate. Emotions lived, fantasized, secret or shared, for each singular.