Discover contemporary drawings from the artist’s personal archives.

I don’t like the end of things in general. The end of holidays, school year, birthdays, Christmas meals, a relationship. I’m nostalgic and the end of things makes me sad. That it’s gone too fast, that it’s already over, that we can’t relive a moment, go back, go back to the beginning, start over. When it’s done, it’s done. There will be other school years, other birthdays, other holidays and other family Christmas, but those that have passed have passed. That’s the way it is, and there’s nothing we can do about it. Time goes by and his sentence is irrevocable. It puts pressure. To do well, not to make mistakes, to make the right decisions and then to appreciate the present moments too, without living it thinking that they will end. Without living them thinking we’re all gonna die.
Maybe that’s why I love looking at my pictures. Sometimes in the evening I take them out of my box, I spread them on my bed and I look at them crying.» - Lucie Morel