Sylvie Adaoust was born in Toulon in southern France in the 60’s.

Experimenting with gouache before her 15th birthday,

she already got her inspiration in the old Masters. 

For a while she studied with Baboulène at the Toulon Fine Arts School,

after her formal education, but the Master would tell her that she wasn’t suitable for joining the school. 

Therefore she took this advice and learned in her own way.

Always aiming for sincerity and happiness, she has been painting as a professional since 2002,

and every piece of her work is a reflection of her sensitivity

and her daily pursuit to get closer to happiness.

Her original works are the fruit of pieces always renewed at the top of her art,

of which the ideas and viewpoints mix to stimulate and develop her artistic touch. 

It is not through self interest, but the concern of others,

that her sensitivity could be compared with Gaughin’s,

because both love the Woman in all her forms,

showing generous curves that become refined,

adding gold leaves and other non-pictorial materials

that determine a sharp and detailed sensibility with real or imaginary curves of women

from the Renaissance to the 21st Century.

With the pregnant woman of Picasso’s blue period through to Leonardo Da Vinci’s virgin,

and to the Birth of Venus by Botticelli,

she shows us the wholeness of her creation which is no more

and no less than an Ode to Grace;

to the womanhood of those that reach the “core” of the curves of the mother-to-be, ready for the future birth.

Adaoust, in her flower-and-country style representation of the woman in all her forms,

shows the tactile grace of the core of the eternal Woman,

because it is the most beautiful creation in heaven and on Earth! 

The Woman and her muse gives rise to all creation through her grace,

beauty and delicate scents –

and only Adaoust has been able to place on canvas the visual and tactile expression of the five senses –

giving us the Woman at her highest level, completely draped in the grace of a single canvas.

All of her work is nothing less than a strong technique, in the achievement of the ballet in the sand,

through to the grace of the Woman wandering in the Folies,

and the blond colour of a wheat field sprinkled with poppies that make fun of the terrestrial sunset.

The dream needs only life,

step-by-step, in my house or yours,

where we disclose and transmit the works that represent our idols.

To our mothers, daughters, wives and sisters........

But overall, to the Woman.

S J