Living in the Toulouse countryside, we find Ange, an artist who describes herself as …. “One of those active/creative types who can’t stand just dreaming about things that could be but who would rather be out making them happen! Artiste, Maman … un mot d’encouragement qui arrive sur une aile d’ange…”
I think that fairly sums up the owner of Signed by Ange.
I’ve been trying to review this site for the last two weeks; it’s been difficult!
Where to start, where to finish and, what to say in the middle?
Sometimes in French and sometimes in English (I approve of that wholeheartedly), is it an Artist’s blog or a Philosopher’s scratchpad?
I mean, take this post…. Paris Episodes: Turning water into wine. Is it a treatise on etiquette or a humorous look back at the experiences of a first Christmas in France? And what about the poetry at the end of the post (I happen to think that poetry fits in very well with the standard blog format.)
Of course, it is both informational and funny; and the poem just fits in where it should. I especially like the promise of “Big Glasses for Christmas!” I think it should be big glasses all year round!
Some of the photos are stunning; take a look at the fishing nets at dusk in Words to live by – you really do need to click on the photo to see it in all its glory!
Ange explains how colours can define a place or a place in time in Bleu d’Ile de Yeu. I know this feeling well. Before moving to France I would sometimes see something and think “that reminds me of Cancale!” It might have been the dusty red of the Renault 4 always parked by the fish stall in the harbour or blue (as in this post); the blue of the shutters of the house next to the boulangerie.
And the colour blue is also always going to remind me of this Signed by Ange. After all, what colour does she use to say “J’Aime” in Did you know…?
Ange’s art seems, to my untrained eye, to be found pieces subtly altered; somehow trying to identify or qualify the human spirit. Take a look at this piece in That’s the human spirit and see if you agree.
The Paris Episodes are well worth a read. Start with Laying the First Stone and then move on to The ‘Cuisine Américaine’ and ‘the bathroom’. Don’t forget to take a look at Create Memories. It’s nice to be able to look back at early assumptions and now at them. We are what we have experienced and we become what we are because of the way we have dealt with our experiences.
As an artist, Ange seems to be inspired by everything she senses.
See Winter inspiration for a Wednesday to see what I mean. Think of Hemingway in Paris in the twenties; where everything he saw, heard and tasted (everything in his life) became part of his art; so much so that his art became his life and then his life copied his art.
Signed by Ange is the sort of blog that needs to be swallowed in large gulps. It should be savoured as you would a bouillabaisse. Because, just like that fish stew, it is the culmination of all the separate ingredients that finish the dish.
Whether you are artistic yourself, or if you’re reading A Taste of Garlic just because you are interested in blogs about life in France, you will be sure to find something of interest over here at Signed by Ange.
Of course, if both of the previous caveats apply, well you’ll be in seventh heaven here. So, rush on over and dive right in.
And me? Well I’m going to read The Rebel’s Manifesto in A rebel in her own mind.
All the best