Marcel-la is an artist overflowing with creative energy. She paints and draws in a spontaneous and compulsive manner. Hazardous spots, the automatic amalgamation of forms and the innocent purity of her pen stroke come together to form nightmarish visions. Like a child with a powerful and prolific imagination, her first solo exhibition presents us with dark tales of coloured images. Strange creatures, resembling Alice or the artist herself, inhabit a universe alternatively and at once maritime, volcanic, spatial and celestial. Each one of her stories insidiously reminds us of our childhood and our forgotten fragility. On the threshold of Da-End, the doors to a chimeric world are open to us and we are irresistibly lead into Marcel-la’s somber wonderland.
"The phosphenes, these bright spots trapped beneath our eyelids. One only has to concentrate a bit to begin with, for the kaleidoscope to burst, and for each of its forms to come to life and have an identity. A flower stretches upwards, it is a bird which slowly unfolds its wings. Here it is as a bat, now a dragon, which becomes enormous and throws something up: other flowers-phosphenes, which in turn divide, they are eyes, thousands of cat’s eyes. No, they are the eyes of an enormous tiger! I lose control of my hallucinations. A feline with a thousand eyes starts to attack a dragon and then becomes a firework, explosions, a war, then dead trees stretch up towards my ceiling, from which spring extraordinary fruits, which mutate in their turn into marvellous dreams. I fall asleep, lulled by these images which seem to forget that I am always watching them. Even with closed eyes, lying in my bed they are now imprinted, sewn to my retina, and they help me to weave the beginning of my dream. The real one."