The glowing, tender portraits of Montreal-based artist Sena Adjovi feel like poems. Softened, gently distorted and fragmented, etherealized and haloed with light, these images are like how the dead would remember their loved ones. Often fading, half-disappearing, or only partially realized, they leave an impression of warmth in our minds. The palette is usually muted yet has a lustrous quality, investing her subjects with an otherworldly aura and a subdued radiance. These graphite and oil paintings are “bathed in gloomy or comforting atmospheres [and explore] themes of alienation, loneliness, vulnerability, hope and stillness.” Yet through this ambiguousness Adjovi’s works cannot but convey a sense of belovedness and mystery around those who are depicted.
