The memory of the workshop, right next to my bedroom, which smells of turpentine.
In the morning, I walk in, my feet chill on the tiled floor.
In the morning, I walk in, my feet chill on the tiled floor.
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The light sun shines through the glass roof, and we enter an Alibaba cave of a thousand colours.
colors.
And if I go back over my memory, I've seen a thousand bodies and a thousand
faces. Isabelle Moreau paints those she loves, and paints herself, too, always in the quest
to capture what it means to be human. She likes to paint what she knows. From
photo, from a model, but also from her imagination, she explores bodies and faces.
You'll find men and women who may look alike, but who are...
colors.
And if I go back over my memory, I've seen a thousand bodies and a thousand
faces. Isabelle Moreau paints those she loves, and paints herself, too, always in the quest
to capture what it means to be human. She likes to paint what she knows. From
photo, from a model, but also from her imagination, she explores bodies and faces.
You'll find men and women who may look alike, but who are...
Opening times
From 6 March 2025 until 12 March 2025
Monday
10:00 - 13:00
14:00 - 19:00
Tuesday
10:00 - 13:00
14:00 - 19:00
Wednesday
10:00 - 13:00
14:00 - 19:00
Thursday
10:00 - 13:00
14:00 - 19:00
Friday
10:00 - 13:00
14:00 - 19:00
Saturday
10:00 - 13:00
14:00 - 19:00
Sunday
10:00 - 13:00
14:00 - 19:00
