As a sensory idiom, Hélène Durdilly's work captivates

by its disguised rhythmic obsession.

 

Successively mental landscape, inner process, the

semi-surgical incisions cut into the

matter as if scraping one's skin.

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Here, a reminiscence is revealed or perhaps it is

a confession that is denuded.

Her work is an ode to the privacy of feeling.

 

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Like Agnes Martin, her compositions refer to the

recurrent and complex patterns of our memory.

Its fragmentary structure.

 

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A palimpsest of nostalgic thoughts.