Lava – Jovian downpours
(…) From the microscope to the stellar telescope––as narrated by Proust in unfolding his sense of detail in In Search of Lost Time––there is something eminently fascinating in analytically observing these flat standing stones, these circles of glazed lava that Jean-Baptiste Bernadet paints and fires. Untitled (Sign) distributes powerful colored currents in series, polychrome cracks and turbulences, raw, as far as his moves with matter uncover on the underside some traces of a foundational sign, a titanic event, a past refracted fireclay, a primal lava or a hard clay. (...)
Untitled (Sign), made of oracles and clouds as dense as they are malleable, a foretelling rain, beautiful because of its pictorial revelations and its gray puddles where the polychromic spectrum unfolds, the necessary opacity of a dry volcanic oculus without which color, up front, would burrow its omen.
- Mathieu Buard, Paris