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One morning, when Laurent and Nathalie,
I can hear the music of songs, but also of cicadas, the wind,

André Deymonaz’s son and daughter-in-law, spoke to me about
the village fountain, crickets, the newspaper you unfold, the accents

a project for a book about the artist’s work, I told them at once on the market, the boules players, the bicycle wheels, the rosé

that I would be honoured to write the preface. To my great delight, wine poured into a glass, the open-air dance café at the waterside,

they accepted without hesitation.
merry-go-rounds, women’s sleepy sighs in the sunshine and family

dinners.

Great delight because I would finally have a chance to express

my emotions, my reactions and my turmoil when I see Deymonaz’s I can breathe the perfume of lavender, wheat, the day’s fresh

paintings.
peach, melons, anise and freshly baked fougasse bread.

This, for me, is what art should be! Revealing the senses and

At time when we only talk about painters of contemporary the soul.

art, I wasn’t going to pass up the chance to speak about a real

contemporary art painter!

This art is

This man is a therapist. This picture does me good.
what Deymonaz is.
A psychotherapist listens to us and (sometimes) looks at us,

but we are the ones who look at Deymonaz’s picture and listen to it.

His music and his beauty are always fine. You feel like caressing it, Written in Cabrières d’Avignon on 22 October 2015, on my birthday.

breathing it.

The subjects, colours and lighting of each of Deymonaz’s Jacques AKOUN

creations bring out all the great figures that I love: Giono and his founder and director of the «AKOUN Guide», Painters’ valuation guide

Provence, Raimu and his accent, Pagnol and his humour,

Montand and his “bicycle“ and his “Provence markets“, Valéry and

Brassens and their beaches, Amont and his “blue, white, blond“,

Churchill and his Panama hat...

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