Chantal Cartier

To show, to make feel, to evoke a certain emotion in the eyes of the other.

I have been working for a long time; I started in the 80s in Nancy with a solid, sometimes tough, apprenticeship.

I started with drawing and ink, discovering the line, the light of the black ink on white paper, I grasped painting at the same time, engraving and sculpture, hours and hours of work, of research, I would almost say of struggle, because sometimes creation is one.

An encounter with matter and so much more… I showed little, exhibited little, vaguely sensing that this was neither my goal nor my motivation; I felt deep down that I had to go much further, much further still, to touch one part of myself in order to better touch another. After a few years, I understood that my work didn't necessarily originate in my mind.
Today I emerge from this stronger and more at peace.