Sasha Ferré

Sasha Ferré is a visual artist born in Paris, France.

Sashaʼs work has been shown in the U.S. and in Europe, including at the Fred Hutch Cancer Institute in Seattle and during the first Seattle Art Fair, in Out of Sight, A Survey of Contemporary Art in the Pacific Northwest. She was featured in New American Paintings Pacific Coast edition in 2016.

Most recently, her work was presented in Her Space at the Pillar Hotel and Final not Over, Open Fields, at Unit 1 Gallery, in London. In addition to her MA in Painting from the Royal College of Art in London, she holds a Bachelor of Fine Arts from Cornish College of the Arts Magna Cum Laude (Seattle, USA) and a Bachelor of Arts in Art History from La Sorbonne University (Paris, France).

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Painting (MA)

During the pandemic, we've all been asked to behave like plants. To stay rooted in one place while still growing and changing.

The series of paintings I produced in the last three months are directly born out of this peculiar context and mode of being. It has created a need for expansive inner space and a longing for vast landscapes. The studio has become a cocoon, hidden from sight, protected by thick membranes from the outside world, although still porous to it; a site where multiple metamorphoses can unfold.

My work comes from an awareness that life is never still as it constantly shifts from one instance to another in a ceaseless stream of successive metamorphoses. The work has a strong connection to Earth. The paintings are of the Earth–I paint on unstretched linen laid on the floor. The sculptures either lie on the floor or stand in precarious balance.

I made these works thinking about how–through material, scale, mark-making and colour–they might engage with the whole of a viewer’s body, how they might for some recreate the embodied experience of walking in a landscape in an appeal not only to the viewer’s eyes and brains, but also activate something of their skin, muscles, perhaps even internal membranes. I made these works in anticipation of a physical encounter that is still yet to come.

This is perhaps the irony of our time and moment.