I remember when Montreal-based abstract artist Robert Lamarche – my dad – first started painting. In the early 1990’s, he had turned his charming little house by the lake into an art shack that smelled like paint and cigarettes. I was just a pre-teen and I loved it. I have fond memories of long days spent side by side, him painting and me scribbling in my journal, while he introduced me to Duran Duran and I turned him on to Cypress Hill.
Last time he came to visit in L.A., he brought one of his very first pieces, a V8 still life that we hung in my kitchen – one of his few figurative pieces. In fact, it took Robert about five minutes to figure out he was more interested in abstraction, texture and color than anything else.
A scientific journalist, he pulls inspiration from fossilized history, everything that is earth and rock, raw matter. His pieces juxtapose shapes and colors in a way that will always keep us guessing – is this a silhouette, a beach, a building… or the origin of the universe?
If you are in Montreal this week, don’t miss out his exhibition opening on Wednesday May, 29 at Galerie 203.