Sylvy Rigal

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Born in the
suburbs of Bordeaux (1958), I spent a part of my childhood in Africa where already, I
draw, I make my dinettes with clay, shaping a horse with wax cheese or sausage
(it was packed like this for tropical destinations), which I keep as a
treasure.



As a
teenager, I escape in poems writing, and later novels and short stories over
the life I lead, in Dordogne, in Paris region and finally in a pretty village of
the Loiret. After thirteen books and some problems to find a publisher, I just
want to try something else. Creations of all kind give rhythm to my life. My
children and my husband offered me a box of pastels. In winter, to make
snowflakes come, I paint snowy landscapes with oil colors. Then, one day, my
daughter offers me watercolor pencils and says to me: "Hey, Mom, just try,
you've never drawn with watercolor!"



In 2008, my
friend Florence asks me for birthday watercolor cards. Seduced, she encourages
me to continue. Then I start more seriously as a self-educated. I documented here
and there, and here I am, drawing and stealing my garden flowers colors.



In 2011 I
prepare my first show ... This is in Saint-Fargeau (Yonne) during an exhibition
that I'm discovering the pleasure of highlighting old stones, these small
hidden village places just round the corner of an alley.



That's how I
left my pen to pull on my coat painter…

 
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