Caroline Rose Ruelle

Mob : 00 33 6 10 81 48 50
Blog : http://carolineruelle.oldiblog.com

Biography

Transfers.

Architecture, buildings, people burn into the cells of my retina, never tiring them.
A life spattered with exoduses open to the world, its forms, its colours, wherever there is life.
A Carthaginian childhood spent running round the stones of antique ruins, looking up contemplatively at Roman pillars lining the Tunisian hills.

In Nice, these childhood emotions come back to me: belle-époque splendour, exotic gardens, the exceptional light.
Then a providential encounter with the cinema, Studio de la Victorine, scouting locations, the places where – after my photographic visit – a family of magicians will move in with each using his acting skills when the word “action” is spoken. Reconnaissance for shooting leads one to eclectic places and endless riches: palaces, villages, churches, private grounds, villas and gardens…

At Louis Lumière cam the discovery of Polaroids and how to define a way forward: bringing together three centres of interest: photography, architecture and history. Transferring Polaroids onto Arches vellum gives a dreamlike result You stop and think… Old photos or aquarelles? The details are so precise… But the colours… slightly off… it takes you back to the stuffy atmosphere of photographic studios of the last century, where – proudly leaning on a false baluster against the painted background of a garden – one would forever fix a day of solemn communion in a family’s memory. Holding the photograph, you can feel the ridges of the vellum, its softness, its rough edges…

The work is unique, a creation.
I try to imprint it with my emotions, my imagination, my vision.

Caroline Rose Ruelle