I always love getting letters from collectors but this one is really special to me. And this painting was a special one too so getting this email really made my day.
Hi Jennifer ,
I don't know if you remember me. I'm a french circus performer who bought one of your paintings.
After 10 years in your country all around the 50 states I decided to go back to mine and start again my art (sculpture) what I left for so many years. So anyway I moved back to France all my stuff including your painting and now I send you a picture of it to show you how it looks beautiful on my wall.
If one day you decide to come to visit France, I'm living in Bordeaux, the wine's country, please feel free to contact me you will always be welcome in my house.
Wish you the best of the best
Berengere |
Di Secting De Kooning ©Jennifer Berry 2008
Thank you Berengere! and of course I remember you!! How am I going to forget the French circus performer who bought one of my favorite paintings?!
J'ai etude les Français pour cinq ans . Mais mes francais est toujours tres mauvais ! Cette peinture est tres belle sur votre... wall? wall? what's the word for wall????... Pardon parce que je ne utilise pas un translator pour cette phrase...
Okay, that hurt! My french is horrible but I got through that sentence with NO translator... that's probably obvious and i did it in less than 5 minutes... okay, pathetic i know :)
But I promise before I visit Bordeaux I will brush up on my french because I would love to stop in for a visit an meet you in person. I'd love to schedule a trip around one of your performances too. I googled you just to see if there were pics of your act online and wow, they're amazing!

© Naidenkine Family Circus. Aerial/floor Hula-Hoops: the "Harley-hoops" act is executed by Berengere Naidenkine, and is dedicated to American bikers and their road trips.
Absolutely incredible! I definitely want to see this in person! I had to re-post these here because they're so cool!! and I can't wait to see your sculpture, too.
I remember working on your painting so vividly, like I just did it last week. What inspired it was this exhibition I saw about 15 years ago at the High Museum in Atlanta of some of de Kooning's 'Woman Paintings' from the early 50's.
I remember them well but they blur in my mind into morphed, pink, mutilated feminine shapes. Very disturbing. I loved them as much as I hated them. I learned something about myself that day though. Here are a couple of them.
© Willem de Kooning
© Willem de Kooning
Now I love it when I feel repelled by a piece of art because I know it isn't the art but something it's conjuring in me. Which is exactly what it's supposed to do! When it's doing it's job it hits us in some emotional place. Sometimes it's a good place... sometimes not so good... but that's almost more important. Art isn't supposed to just make us happy. That's what puppies are for ;)
Those paintings kicked me in the head that day. They stung something inside me that I didn't want to acknowledge. I didn't know that then. I just knew I didn't like it. Now I've learned to embrace it when that feeling comes over me. Maybe that's what emotional growing pains feel like. Who knows?
de Kooning's art held a message for me that I wouldn't understand until years later and sometimes, like the night I painted this one, I think I can understand what he was feeling and why it's so important to let it out. Even if you don't do it with words.
Encore Merci Berengere ! and I will make a point to stop in for a visit when I'm traveling in your country next time. Your art is definitely an inspiration for my art! — Jen