(born in 1950)
“The subtle world full of nuances of a sensitive and spontaneous artist“
Crowded aboard their makeshift boat, a dozen mice drift as if resigned to a mysterious destination. Further on, a middle-aged woman, seated with her back straight, seems lost in thought, indifferent to the efforts of this man who, with a wave of his arm, tacitly invites curious and curious shoppers to share some secret. Masked under three pieces of deceptive material, a wolf watches the whole thing with amused eyes. But maybe her smirk is not addressed to anyone other than us … Touching and fascinating, the inhabitants of Sophie Favre’s unknown but familiar little world surprise, make people smile or arouse pity. They emanate a bewildering simplicity and frankness, a spontaneity and sincerity that hits the mark because they appeal to nothing other than our own emotions and memories.
Sophie Favre is a repeat offender. His work persists in not riding the wave but always camping in the same place, where it is possible to have a little fun with the movement that shakes the world. And his characters, now familiar, have a blast! An old mocking dog has taken to smoking, the runners still haven’t been on a diet, the e-readers haven’t looked up to watch TV. At Sophie Favre, when you bite into an apple, it’s not the gums that bleed, it’s the apple that explodes.