My battleground lies on the border of reality and unreality, of consciousness and unconsciousness.
I seek neither a style nor originality, nor even the command of a subject, only that of myself when faced with a very blank and very empty canvas.

Then I become an accurate instrument that listens and transforms all that exists in the air. I invent nothing. I give birth.

I am an angels’ catcher: I merely take what is already there by giving substance to the invisible.
If people often recognize water, air, earth or fire in my paintings, it’s because every creature is essentially made out of those elements. It’s just the mixture that changes.

As soon as the first brushstrokes are applied, DNA begins to act. Afterwards, there’s nothing to do but deciphering the codes, finding the formula and lending a hand.

When the matter starts to come alive, it’s time to keep quiet.

 

Agnes SIODA
Paris, november 2003