Le sable pour sortilège

« Travailler le sable , c’est sculpter à l’envers, c’est “ressouder” les grains entre eux , et modeler la pierre. Ce n’est pas creuser, mais construire un nouveau volume, dans toute sa fragilité. » Ainsi Oona gwelloc’h évoque t’elle son plaisir à minutieusement, doucement, bouleverser la nature. Sans jamais, bien sûr, lui manquer de respect.

Le sable, donc: L’artiste le colore, pigments en poudre minérale, ou végétale, qui soudain font corps et âme avec les grains, alliance chaude, mate, d’une inégalable profondeur, plongée ensorcelante d’une nature vers une autre, comme une évocation des cycles de transformation, après la Vie , la mort, et de nouveau la vie.

Entre peinture et sculpture, ensuite, il s’agit de travailler la matière en fines couches successives, mille feuilles instinctivement composé, au fil d’un geste inlassablement répété, mouvement méditatif grâce auquel atteindre une dimension inédite, de l’infiniment petit -le grain- à l’infiniment grand - le cosmos- de l’hier au toujours, de la réalité à l’intemporel.

Empreints de thèmes symboliques ou mythologiques, Les « sablés » d’ Oona gwelloc’h racontent tous une histoire d’outre-monde, fossiles d’art qui disent l’au-delà. Un au-delà serein, d’emblée inscrit dans l’éternité.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Made in Brittany

All most two moons I'm Home! and My mother Land is giving , inspiring, I never been that well with my work and my all being, finally in total harmony in my surrounding on the Land of my ancestors, but also so close to the other worlds at the shores near the western Islands , seeing them in the mists in the Great Celtic sea if more that I could ever expect ! :) Every morning I walk to the Sunrise , I salute the beauty of the day coming, as I go on the shores at low tide , where the sea is in an other part of the day. I meet there the ancient spirits and they whispered to me . Here came first the ancient spirits of the Morriganez , the mermaids people , spirits of the sea here in Brittany and especially to the western shores. The sea at low tide is a giving field to harvest everyday , the pruning knife was inspired by the ancient spirits of the Morriganez that I saw there. Soon after , in a powerful fashion , this Ash pendant came to me, in reverence for the Pagan princess of the Town on Ys, named Dahut . To my senses she talks the old ways , the Love of Life. More than a Myth , she is the powerful feminine spirit of the sea of these shores. In third came the Wild spirit of the Land , Cernunnos ! and how powerful he is right now, The Spring season is bubbling of Sap everywhere , in everything , even in my own veins ! during the day when the Tide is up , I see him in the wilderness , King of the season ! It is in Yew that I was told to carve it ... Then ... Wiz Art Studio is settling well in Brittany, gifted by the Awen on my Mother Land and shores . Blessing to all ... I'd say a Truth : There is nothing like to be HOME ! :)


  1. I am glad you are home again!

    A bakery in San Francisco has started baking kouign aman, and I am enjoying them greatly. Why didn't I find them in 1987, when I was in Brittaany--much better than croissants!

  2. im a devotee of Cernunnos. how may i aquire said piece. I love this is in yew, my staff gifted to me is of yew. Regards, draeyk

  3. Hi Draeyk , this one is sold , please contact me by email at : wizartcelticcraft@gmail.com .
    that we can talk further about a commissioned piece , i you would like !?

    Bright solstice Blessing