The French painter, sculptor and poet Gaston Chaisac, born on August 13, 1910 and died in 1964, liberated himself from traditional templates in art, moving towards the boldest color expression, according to techniques that intersect with childish awareness and the absurdity of existence, and revolt against the human soul and its misery. In the narrow life, which he made one of the forms that he incorporated into his paintings, to be a poem, a painting, or a word containing satisfaction and disapproval, and even joy and sadness, to clothe the colors with a force similar to the colors of a clown who seeks to make people laugh, to forget his tragedy through plastic gestures that take him back to childhood, but Within the visual awareness and expressions of colors that constitute an unrealistic pictorial spontaneity, it is, in its entirety, a mockery of the troubles of life that happen to a person after the end of childhood, and his entry into the world of age changes from youth to adulthood. Old age, in a comic way, does not wash away sadness, but rather takes root in the depths of his paintings. The beauty of sadness is in the glow of color and the anxiety of the shapes intertwined with each other, as if the painting is a comic poem in its entirety through which he relies on lining his vision of life with beauty and attributes of meaning that are not devoid of ridicule over life itself. Did he try to consolidate the childhood period, rejecting other stages of life, through his drawings? Or is it man’s naivety in detaching himself from childhood and continuing life with its harshness that made him cut it into shapes of colors that could resemble the visual letters that make up his drawings? Do we suffer and hide the naivety of life deep within ourselves and appear in our emotions? Is Çaysak’s sensitivity a real scream in a style that embodies movement and the power of reducing harassment when we emerge from a childhood we are not satisfied with?
Between consciousness and subconsciousness, Chasak collected many philosophical details that poetically tended to flood the eye with comic philosophies of life in particular, through the dramatic visions of emotional characters that touched on Chasak’s imagination and the absurd dimension of existence. He preserved them in his paintings, which represent his sensual aspirations, according to an awareness of the stage of maturity that makes us complete life. According to an intimacy that a person loses, the feelings of color have a loudness that is linked to what is buzzing in the soul and represents a return to the self in a dramatic way in his drawings, and in a psychological way that appears in the movement that he suppresses with colors, to suppress the feeling of masculinity, and everything related to oppression in life, even the childish oppression that is practiced on the child. To reduce its absurdity. He realized the therapeutic spaces for the soul through the comicness of his drawings, making daydreams of some stories represented by his troubled characters, so to speak, or those that symbolize mockery of reality, as if he had been uprooted from childhood against his will, denying the human stages through which he graduates from the fetus. To the child, youth, adulthood, and old age are far from other pleasures, such as visual ecstasy above all, meaning everything that allows the child to explore himself, and it is suppressed in a way that makes him more active and directed toward the forbidden. He linked the behaviors of awareness and perception to forms and freedom from everything through colors, their strength, and their contradictions, and thus he made his paintings an outlet for those looking to return to the self with an ambiguity that brings visual pleasure to those who want to dive into his paintings. Did he try to stimulate the human sense to dig up childhood memories through his drawings? Or did he playfully move towards psychological change that reflects aspects of the human soul and its love of childish clinging? Or did he seek to form content and stylistic balances in plastic art whose rules could be broken through this art? Does color chaos cure the soul of the ills of life’s ills?
