Eric Doué

I was born in 1963 in Troyes. I studied at Fine Arts. First in Reims, where the first P'tikon appeared. Then it was at the School of Fine Arts in Douai that I obtained a National Diploma in Plastic Expression in 1989. Since then, when I don't do P'tikons, I teach Plastic Arts in a public college .

I have always had a critical and mocking view of our society. I was called a "little jerk" when I put the first of them on a large marble Madonna of one of my sculpture teachers. I then understood that a few grams of clay could derisively divert a ton of a nobler material. The "P'tikons" have naturally become malicious vectors of this state of mind.

Patrolling the earth with water, modeling, cooking in a fire, this is the Bachelard stage, the physical pleasure of playing with the elements.

Creating a people of land, giving life and expression to the characters, this is the Promethean phase of the work. To stage the people of the P'tikons, as a mirror of our society, to observe the visual confrontation with an audience, that is the reward.

They are fragile, like us, but their number is their strength. These potatoes are messengers of our contemporary world. In short, they are fragments of earth and of humanity.