Louise Bourgeois, 1911-2011
This is the quote that leapt out at me from Couleurlive.com, the website of artist Nathalie Hildegarde Liege. Then, when I start browsing through the site I read this from Henry Moore: 'It is a mistake for a sculptor or painter to speak or write very often about his job. It releases tensions needed for his work.'
Oh dear. I arrive at the English Bridge Workshops
wondering if I’m going to be personally responsible for destroying a work of
art by forcing Nathalie to talk about it.
Or maybe I’ll find Nathalie unwilling to talk to me at all.
Nathalie is a tall woman with sharp eyes behind her specs and a long dark plait. Today she has a flower tucked into her hair. Her accent pins her down as French, but her English is very good and, despite my misgivings, I find her very open. No problem about being prepared to talk. Nathalie claims to not be naturally talkative, especially about her work, but sharing is obviously very important to her.

After school, Nathalie chose to study Fine Art at the
Sorbonne where the concept of plastic art was stretched to include studies in
poetry, theology, psychology and ethnology. Afterwards she worked for a while
in the Pompidou Centre, where she was influenced by the work of Louise
Bourgeois, which she saw at close hand on a daily basis. ‘There was something in it,’ she
says. ‘Half-serious, half-naughty. Something very French.’
Nathalie was very interested in the thinking of Joseph Beuys, in the ideas behind social sculpture and in Andrei Tarkovsky's concept of sculpting in time. The Sainte-Chapelle and Chartres cathedral windows unfolded for her a love of light and glass.

Nathalie came to the UK in 1995. In France she was
confronted with two completely separate worlds functioning side by side, very
much in the Renaissance tradition. In the UK, however, the roles of stained-glass
designers and manufacturers were brought together, so that designers were
trained to get their hands on all the techniques involved in making their own
glass - and this was what Nathalie wanted.
Initially Nathalie attended the Swansea Institute, but left after the first year, disappointed that the teachers who had interviewed her weren't there on her course. The final straw came when her neighbour was stabbed. 'I had to rescue him from a bath of blood at four in the morning,' Nathalie said. 'It was another reason for wanting to leave. I moved to Wrexham University, where I was much happier.'
Nathalie graduated in 1998 and received the Worshipful
Company of Glaziers and Painters of Glass Journeyman’s Award for 1998-2000,
which was a great honour Her first
workshop was in Ironbridge, then she moved to the English Bridge Workshop,
where she’s been working ever since.
Many of Nathalie’s images involve recycled or reused
items – survey maps, threads of wool, letters on wood, items that otherwise might
have been thrown away. Nathalie is using them, she says, to develop ideas that
have been going through her mind for a long time. She describes herself as a
slow burner, things going on inside which will eventually emerge, like a
lid being lifted on a boiling pot. The life of the spirit, her spiritual life,
is of prime importance in choosing ideas for her to develop into pieces of
art. ‘We’re called to be humble
towards things, but so often we’re far from humble towards nature and what is
given to us. This is something
that I want to get across,’ she says.
Nathalie sees her work as a form of
story-telling. Before the
lymphoma, she says, her focus was different. Now, however, the narrative drive of her work, in her own
words, ‘just keeps going, keeps going.’
There are so many stories to tell, she says.
Many of Nathalie’s pieces speak of silence, everything
stripped bare except the layers of self, one inside the other, interconnected
mutely, as she puts it, by ‘the mystery of who we are’. A sense of change runs through her
pieces, a sense of what we, here on our earth, can hope to aspire to, and what
change can do to us, ‘as bitter sometimes,’ Nathalie says, ‘as it is sweet.’
There’s a fascinating mix of control and lack of it in some pieces. Nathalie
smiles when I point this out. ‘But then that’s life,’ she says with a
half-shrug.
In recent years, Nathalie has been writing too. Poetry
was part of her training at the Sorbonne.
She describes this period as ‘two years of smoke-filled rooms; an
intense introduction to poetry.’
She’s been writing ever since, but more so since she started thinking
about storytelling in new forms, and wanting to share more. Her writing to begin with was personal,
not for publication. It took Shrewsbury poet, Liz Lefroy, to dig it out of her,
she says. Since then she has
gathered her poems together and given them more recognition.
Nathalie writes in French and translates into English. As well as poetry, she writes
occasional pieces of fiction. On the back burner she has ideas for a series of
small illustrated books, inspired by her interest in the ways we talk to
children about illness. This
perspective comes from being ill herself, and from losing her mother at the
same time, experiencing everything stripped away except the child inside. ‘I started listening to that child,’
Nathalie says. ‘She returned to me when I was ill. What I’ve written is born of great challenges, and it’s something
I very much want to share.’
I like the way Nathalie puts things. To me it harks back to what she said
about Louise Bourgeois – half-serious, half-naughty, very French. ‘Days are
ongoing creations,’ she says. That’s worth thinking about. And worth thinking about too is what
she means when, talking about presenting herself as an artist, she says that
before and beyond anything else, she’s Nathalie Hildegarde, touche-à-tout – a manifold being.
I also like Nathalie’s work. Take a look for
yourselves, and see what you think. ‘Art can slay you,’ Nathalie says, ‘if you
only open your eyes. ‘Look, look.
Slow down, people. Pause and
look.’
To read one of Nathalie’s short, short stories, go to
the Flash Fiction Shrewsbury website
Nathalie's Facebook Page
Nathalie's website, Couleurlive
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