Riddle of the visibilité, work of silence…
A sort of way which crosses the air, the earth and the light.
Vulcan light, material in fusion, pictorial energy of the telluric and cosmic order…
alchemy of the color and the material, powerful and chaotic,
the “Work to Black” of Anne Meyer burns, shines, wastes away.
It announces itself by the light and appears only
in the absolute bareness of buried erosions of strata.
The “Blacks” are here all the “melting pot” of the light
which rises only in the patience of the darkness,
like these Japanese lacquers which appear only in the silence of the shad.