Latest Blog Posts by Adèle Saint-Pierre

Real work

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All the things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams. – Elias Canetti In the dream, the red backpack hangs on a hook in the closet of the childhood bedroom I shared with two of my sisters. I pull it down. I put it on the bed. I open it. The bag is full … Read more

Love is forgiveness

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Just listen, the inner child, let it whisper in your ear. – Grigoris Deoudis Amour was painted on 28 April 2020, inspired by a large patch of water discovered near the Washington Park Street entrance of Brooklyn’s Fort Greene Park. This piece stands out from the others I was making in the early months of … Read more

Welcome back, Johnny Colorful

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The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again. – Charles Dickens Suspicion is painted on a small piece of scrap paper using watercolor pencils. It is inspired by a stain located at the base of a wall of a building in Brooklyn Heights, at the corner of Montague and Clinton if … Read more

The surgeon

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Man can hardly even recognize the devils of his own creation. – Albert Schweitzer More often than not, the characters hidden in the splatters and stains I see on the sidewalk communicate to me immediately who they are. They also insist with a certain amount of urgency that I run home and paint them without … Read more

Art, the great teacher

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Art, like prayer, is a hand outstretched in the darkness seeking for some touch of grace which will transform it into a hand that bestows gifts. – Franz Kafka In his book, Prayer, Timothy Keller takes us inside Flannery O’Connor’s A Prayer Journal, which she started in 1946 while studying at the University of Iowa. … Read more

But first, the dog

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There is a friend who sticks closer than a brother. – Proverbs 18:24 This watercolor is titled Petit chien extraterrestre. It is painted on a piece of scrap paper and dated March 2020. The inspiration for this piece, however, comes from wax candle splatters I had noticed on the table of the balcony of my … Read more