Mural created by the French artist duo EvazéSir, during the 2nd edition of the Val d'Arly Street-Art Festival!
He's there. Silent, motionless. An old man with an untamed beard, his face weathered by time and the seasons. His gaze traverses space, imbued with ancient wisdom. On the handle of his pitchfork, a squirrel watches, agile and lively, a messenger from a world where man and nature still merge.
Behind them, the patchwork of time: ancient patterns, forgotten fabrics, fragments of stories sewn onto the walls. A setting suspended between dream and memory.
Ahead, a luminous, almost dreamlike alpine scene: snowy slopes, the bright blue of the gentians, the discreet shadow of a bird. Every detail tells a story, every fragment resonates like a mark of time.
The EvazéSir collective doesn't paint, it weaves. It assembles, layers, and conjures up the image like a reminiscence. Here, past and present brush against each other, intertwining. The old man seems anchored in the stone, a timeless silhouette of these mountains, witness to a world wavering between tradition and change.
A pattern emerges on his cheek, discreet but indelible, blurring the line between body and setting. Like an ancestral tattoo, it inscribes within him the memory of traditions, connects him to past generations, and makes him a bearer of history.
His portrait, in black and white, contrasts sharply with the background bursting with colors and patterns. A contrast dear to the duo: raw realism versus vibrant abstraction.
Here, blue gentians and the black grouse emerge from the wall like a tribute to the mountains. Further on, oriental motifs remind us that journeys leave imprints, even on rock. Everything is a sign, everything is a passage. Walls remember, and art gives them voice again.
At the foot of this fresco, in the heart of Crest-Voland, a question remains: beyond memory, what place do we give to those who shaped these landscapes?
Text credits: Sophie-Anne Smilevitch ©Be on the Crest
Behind them, the patchwork of time: ancient patterns, forgotten fabrics, fragments of stories sewn onto the walls. A setting suspended between dream and memory.
Ahead, a luminous, almost dreamlike alpine scene: snowy slopes, the bright blue of the gentians, the discreet shadow of a bird. Every detail tells a story, every fragment resonates like a mark of time.
The EvazéSir collective doesn't paint, it weaves. It assembles, layers, and conjures up the image like a reminiscence. Here, past and present brush against each other, intertwining. The old man seems anchored in the stone, a timeless silhouette of these mountains, witness to a world wavering between tradition and change.
A pattern emerges on his cheek, discreet but indelible, blurring the line between body and setting. Like an ancestral tattoo, it inscribes within him the memory of traditions, connects him to past generations, and makes him a bearer of history.
His portrait, in black and white, contrasts sharply with the background bursting with colors and patterns. A contrast dear to the duo: raw realism versus vibrant abstraction.
Here, blue gentians and the black grouse emerge from the wall like a tribute to the mountains. Further on, oriental motifs remind us that journeys leave imprints, even on rock. Everything is a sign, everything is a passage. Walls remember, and art gives them voice again.
At the foot of this fresco, in the heart of Crest-Voland, a question remains: beyond memory, what place do we give to those who shaped these landscapes?
Text credits: Sophie-Anne Smilevitch ©Be on the Crest
