There exists some feelings that cannot be put into words no matter how fine the poet’s pen.
There are some landscapes whose beauty stumps the painter’s brush and talent.
Poets and painters are familiar with this frustration. They often borrow each other’s techniques to help us interpret or see their art.
Picasso used to say in his interviews that the painter lacked a voice (such as the one that lives in us from the start to the end of a poem). Mallarmé strived in his prose poems to reproduce the immediate effect of a painting, that moment when a single opening of the eyelid is enough to capture the whole canvas.
All instinctively felt that poetry’s rhythm brought them closer. Poets are moved by the idea of appropriating words, rhythms and writing to beget a poetic “picture” in the mind. Painters seek something else entirely: they aim is to give “life” to their silent materials, to confer an orderliness on the canvas, to play with the frequency of colours and the power of light.
The poetic quality of poetry or painting is born of the variation of rhythms. Autonomous, freed of the constraints of the canvass or writing, the poetic creation shines by and of itself.
Sound and silence, Rhythm and Immobility.
The MB chalet is is a total work of art covering 1500m2. It transcends the talents of its designers to revel in an existence of its own.
It is the fruit of man’s work and slow human creation, but its radiance eclipses that thanks to its own magnificent aura. It is a unique feature in a landscape bathed in crepuscular colours, one against which all the skill in the world pales into insignificance. It is an autonomous and brilliant work in its own right, possessed of its own indescribable life, just like a poem comes alive when it is read or a painting when viewed in a lightning, striking instant. Its priceless value and its location opposite the range of Mont-Blanc make it the exceptional subject of the story that we are about tell.
Sound and silence, Rhythm and Immobility