Gold as a horizon

Beneath its metal shell, an electric forge pulses at the foot of the Logère chairlift. A raw, elusive force vibrates like a burning heart. Street artist CRBZ has succeeded in capturing it: bursts of gold burst forth, projected like embers in the wind, a magnetic discharge passing through the material.
Under his brush, the inert surface has transformed into a calligraphic maelstrom, a whirlwind where shadow and light magnetize, twist, and then fall back into a hypnotic dance. Black and gold clash, seek each other out, challenge each other in a vibrant duel. The black, as deep as a fault, absorbs the gaze, captures the invisible, and inscribes its creation in the density of reality. The gold escapes in a dazzling flash. It burns the retina, radiating like an ancient fire rekindled by the sun. Always in motion, it oscillates, metamorphoses. At dawn, it softens into a muted veil. At midday, it bursts into a thousand reflections. At dusk, it dissolves into indigo. The work breathes with the mountain.
CRBZ breathes a pulse, convinced that the work lives only in the perception of the viewer. To create this sensory dialogue, he reinterprets Latin calligraphy, bringing it to the limits of abstraction. He deconstructs the letters, breaks their framework, extracts their essence, distills their rhythm. Drawing on ancient knowledge, he transcends thick and thin strokes, fusing instinct and mastery, chaos and precision. His language is new, free. Calligraffiti, long relegated to the margins, rises here into the open air, dialogues with the mountain, infiltrates the invisible, awakens oblivion. From now on, this graphic monolith watches over the edge of the Crest-Voland Cohennoz slopes. It invites the gaze to glide along the golden curves, like a weightless descent down the slopes of the imagination.
Text credits: ©Be on the Crest.

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