ABOUT DOROTHÉE
Dorothée Heibel
- a collection of thoughts and facts
My distinct style of loose black lines set against vibrant colours results in lively works of art that appear to have been painted with ease - ironically this effortless quality can be quite difficult to achieve!
When it comes to my black line work I have, for many years now, favoured the humble cotton tip over the use of a paint brush. Cotton tips swell and partially unravel as they take on paint and I love the unpredictable effect of this – I can transform a heavy line into an unusually fine line in a single movement whilst unexpected drips and drops challenge me to redirect my ideas.
When I add things such as animals or plants into my scenes, no matter how seemingly insignificant, they are always carefully researched and I will often try to incorporate an endangered species or little known feature. I would like my paintings to be an endless source of discovery to the viewer.
I will often sketch and re-sketch my figures aiming to eliminate unnecessary strokes. I enjoy the challenge of melding two figures into one.
The figures in my paintings, particularly in the Lovers’ Series, are mostly formed by the white space that I leave behind. This can be a tricky balancing act – I have to ensure that once I bring colour into the piece the Lovers are not overwhelmed.
I love masking fluid as it adds an extra dimension to my work. Often I will actually “paint” with the fluid. Once removed it cuts through the foreground and enables the viewer to see multiple layers - I was a great fan of it in the days I worked on paper and was thrilled to see it translated so well to the canvas.
My signature will often appear at an early stage. This may seem unusual but I intend it become a valid part of the painting rather than sitting “on” the final work.
COLOUR nourishes my life
By Dorothée Heibel
I grew up in a corn-yellow house in Switzerland.
In autumn coloured leaves fell at the feet of my home.
It rose proudly out of a beautiful red and yellow carpet.
The whitest of winters couldn't take away the warmth of its yellow walls.
The Silver Fir stood by its side - a loyal friend even through bitter cold.
Come spring the light green leaves of the hazelnut bush
and bright red tulips came out to play and bathed in its yellow.
Finally summer persuaded the big mauve Hydrangeas to join in.
I marvelled at all this splendour framed by a fresh blue sky.
I grew up in a corn-yellow house in Switzerland...
I grew up in a work of ART.
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