Haïku : the art of poetry in Japan

It is so wonderful to be asked to exhibit at the Abbaye Saint-André. I cannot help think of the magnificent painters that painteThe Haiku is a three-lines short poem, that uses the sensory language to express a fleeting image or an emotion. It principally draws its inspiration from Nature, the beauty of everyday life, the consciousness of the passing of time, or a poignant experience. In its actual spirit, this form of poetry is attributed to the Japanese poet Bashô Matsuo and dates back to the Edo period (17th century).

The writing of a Haiku is considered a mental discipline in the same way as martial arts. Their composition rule must be perfectly respected. The first line or verse consists of five syllables, the second of seven and the third of five. Namely seventeen syllables of one to two beats. The musicality of a Haiku does not necessarily contain rhymes. One of Bashô’s most famous evokes Nature’s evanescence and the art of seizing the present moment:

fu ri i ke ya
ka wa zu to bi ko mu
mi zu no o to

An ancient pond
a frog jumps in
the splash of water

The Haikus accompanying the artworks presented here have been written in Roya’s valley. They are the expression of feelings sometimes contradictory, related as much to personal events as to reactions and position statements toward abuses and disruptions that spread onto the world. They are clues that may enlighten your understanding of the story of each artwork.

Omen

Nostalgia of a blue
to try and improve
he whispers a wish

art vegetal feuilles

Lost

Confident and quiet
between the motionless waters
of a useless quest

art vegetal feuilles

Exile

Dreams strider
exhausted by a long lie
what secret eats you away?

art vegetal feuilles

Ilyïa

Tale of a journey
trade winds, mirages
and a few sinkings

vegetal art

Can be

Coming of an angel
light orange-flavoured rain
yet nothing changes

tableau Amazonie

Wandering

A great draught
amber and mystery aura
solitary walker

tableau Amazonie

How far are traveling

Forgotten child
your golden wings touch the sky
I hear you dreaming