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I started my life on rue Berrie in Montreal. Born in a French–Canadian family in Montreal at Notre Dame Hospital to a single mother under the name of Joseph André Michel François Beausoleil. At the age of one I moved to an old Victorian house. Many of my childhood memories took place in this home; Most of my early memories are tactile. My world was explored through this new world of textures and colors. My first memory is the feeling of my baby blue plastic bathtub, the warmth of the water and the cool blue feeling of the plastic and its rough-cut edges.
My mom had breast cancer, which led to chemotherapy. Daily rest was needed. I was not allowed to go out of the apartment by myself until the age of 6,which caused me to develop a rich inner world.
I remember looking outside from the third floor living room window. Children played and people walked by on the street below. This was a favorite pastime, especially while Mom was resting. I remember the cold feeling of the window glass, the texture of the green flaking paint on the wood window frame or the plastic cool mask sealing the window, as well as the soft feeling of my mom stockings in the holes around the windows to keep the cold winter air out. I felt so high since I was the only house with a third floor, thus I could see the entire neighborhood outside. The wonderful blue sky full of clouds in the summer and grey in the winters. The pink down, or the orange dusk and the raging stormy or snowing sky above my house. I would hang out on the balcony facing the backstreet (la ruelle). This side of the apartment was warm, I loved the feeling of the west sun on my face and the touch of the balcony weathered paint.
The first time I used crayolas I was 2 years old. I drew on the wall as high as I could go. What a surprise my mom had upon waking up from her nap. I used to make my own toys out of colored paper. I would cut, glue and fold it to build my own worlds. I built Castles, skyrises, Greek or Egyptian temples and spaceships, with the furniture. I painted with gouache and watercolor, drew with crayolas and color pencils. My paper models gained the local public television station’s attention. I made multiple appearances on television where I showed children how to build their own models. For grammar school, I was awarded a gold medal in art from the Montreal public school system for children in my age range.
I drew under the kitchen table as well. I erased and redrew worlds at war with each other. My youth was passed exploring textures colors and my inner worlds.
In my early adolescence I started reading incessantly, especially anything about Humanity. My favorite subjects were history, archeology, religion, art and spirituality. These subjects started my fascination with what I call the “Human Experience”. At the end of my adolescence I started to travel around Europe-every summer visiting museums galleries and churches; admiring art and as well as nature.
In my early 20s,I took two trips around the world I especially stop in Asia (Korea, Hong Kong, and Japan).
These travels brought me more experience in the diversity of my world. I experienced this diversity through local foods, languages, art and social interactions. At this point I was living in Tokyo. My Mom died of her second battle with breast cancer that she had hidden from me. I had to cut short my trip around the world and run back home and rebuild my life.
In the 80’s Montreal was in a depression. And found myself unemployed. Eventually I found a job for Nationair Canada. As a flight-attendant then a purser.I mainly worked on sub-contracts in the Middle-East (Saudi-Arabia, Egypt, Kuwait and the Emirate). I would walk and lose myself in both villages and great cities suchas Cairo, Jedha, Ryhad. Through my skin and all other senses I could feel the life and diversity of color and smells in the souks and streets. I loved talking and taking pictures of merchants. The desert help me to grow a stronger inner self .The beige palette of the Middle east being beige awakened in me a need for Colors.
When I finally moved to California I started to paint in rich and bright colors. Colors became very important to me especially for skin tones. Her in America, I could paint what I wanted!

At the beginning of my drawing and paintings I explored the nude as a means to convey many senses, humanity, pain, loss. I definitely explored colors as well, as depth and technique
I have explored sensuality, socio-political, philosophies, religious and spiritual subjects. Often I just explored colors. Now, I can say that my palette and imagination is rich in the human experience.

All of these experiences make up the summary of my observations and my life’s work.

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  • Current Residence: San Diego
  • Interests: Empowerment

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:iconuphiucus:
I have to say that your work is real inspiring.
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Welcome to deviant!
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