In the Paul Louail artisanal centre, deaf noises escape from the long corridor with closed doors. The one on the left at the end of the corridor bears the discreet mark of Thierry Laudren, the wood-carver, a craftsman of art. A ring. No answer. So we gently push the door open.
The man is at work,
a headset on his ears to deafen to shrill noise of
the machine tool.. In this little room which acts
as a hall, oak boards of all sizes are piled up or
placed side by side along the wall. A thin layer of
sawdust covers the floor. We are far from the sanitized
galleries which, too often, mask the hard work of
creation.
We walk into the little room nearby, taking care to where we tread. Sketches and drawings are hanging on the wall, jumbled up together before being filed with those already kept in albums.
The first inspirations
of Thierry Laudren are born here from his imagination
related to Nature or to a meeting between the trees
and the man. Drafts which, in the small room nearby,
will become studies to give to the works of art the
value of an object
shaped by the craftsman : the ultimate stage before
coming to life on the mezzanine which is the central
room of the workshop.
A bright space which summarizes the artist's activity : works in the process of making, some just begun or almost completed, others left aside for a while until the work to be done becomes clearer. A merry disorder, full of treasures as testified bythese remnants of passed work, these plasters with the effigy of characters that may be seen on the frames of churches that Thierry Laudren sometimes restores. And always this thin layer of sawdust, the token of a never-ending activity