An abstraction as a retreat which becomes the study of black, material expressions, alarm cries. A desire to disappear too, like an urgent need of anonymity. A romanticism to have great experience and feel a need to escape, a visceral craving of landscapes, seeing the horizons of one's life. With a return to rural life combined with a deep respect for the ordinary spirituality, a return to a normal life.

To live our time, black establishes itself as a romantic expression, even frenetic. Suddenly, the black becomes the flag of a political movement that does not yet exist, an altruistic movement is being born, a morality becomes capable of boosting creation outside of economic tracks, instead of suffering a cultural fatality. a way to move on, refocus and fade differences. Colour mixing and blending genres, black becomes silent and dull, can absorb everything, and erase everything. This is probably why black is coming back strong, because everything can be merged into it, anything can unite. the vanity of fashion and design calling us from beyond the grave. A romanticism to escape from reality and enter into the enchantment of dreams, finding the sublime in the morbid and millions in a skull. We are the witnesses of an artistic scene in fusion in which all the arts combine to make a single movement, a single vision and a single discipline addressing all the senses, suspended between dimensions.Īs such, revisited romanticism can be seen as a reaction against reason, capable of enhancing the mysterious and fantastic. Suddenly, black seems to be the unifying of disciplines, the cloth becomes language, drawing pretends to be text, the volume is seen as flat, materials bristle, painting becomes textile, while the photo is thought of in monochrome and videos are selling like paintings. To abolish bipolar thinking in favour of a universal and holistic reflection. in one way or another, we have to merge opposites and erase contrasts to embrace and exploit the idea of creative hybrids from various disciplines to finally bridge the gap between the two brains. In a chaotic century, which still cannot find its way, it seems that there is only one way out. However, behind this dark veil hides a myriad of attitudes, divergent tastes and disparate characters. The surveys all agree again, we vote for black. Black reflects opinions like a pollster of the air of the times. Today, black is lustrous and magnificent, swallow-tailed, raven or horsehair, is seen in lace of a domination mask, veil of seduction and burka of discretion.

It is able to express love and romanticism as well as hate and racism, in equal proportion and with the same ardor.īlack matter will be forever engraved in our teenage souls film noir, black coffee, the black jacket, pinot noir. From lacerated and studded leather to the perfection of the little black dress, from brutal bondage clothing to the gorgeous prom dress, from mods’ modest turtlenecks to the monks’ modern hoods, the same black made a lot of ink flow, black or almost black too. Since the dawn of time, black has a lot to tell, it expressed mourning, poverty, denial, revolt and it exalted the avant-garde and haute-couture. “Romanticism is precisely situated neither in choice of subject nor exact truth, but in the way of feeling.” Charles Baudelaire

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