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 The natural inclination of an artist leads him to see his creation rather than to create what he sees..

 He will therefore slect for expression anyway an infinite variety of visual possibilities the formal elements
corresponding most closely to his creative impulse. The faculty of expression is inseparable from an aptitude for
execution. Thus, the real realm of which every artist seeks to produce a satisfying image which will reveal his own reality
is none other than the invisible sphere of the human mentality, for it is there, and not in the visible world, that art its origin and affirms its independant validity.

 Gilles Roy's recent paintings demonstrate this metaphysical conjunction
via subtile and harmonious skills. That his workd are presented serves but to confirm
an original and fundamentally objective inventiveness. Afterall, no work of art, however trivial
and crude it may be, need seek and excuse for having attained an existence which lies beyond the
appearance of an unrealistic reality.

 The paintings of Gilles Roy profit by their semblance of abstraction to lure the spectator into the potent realm
of his own visual faculties. The relation between form and color, and of course of color to form creates a powerfull challenge to the perceptual faculty.

 The very mistery of the universe is composed of the ineffable relativity of normal dimensions allied - who can say how? -
to the color or lack of color in their appearance. And it is through the finesse of his compositions, the asurance of his touch and the virtuosity of his palette that Gilles Roy skillfully submitts his talent to the pictural with his oeuvre.

 The beauty and the virtue of these paintings resides in the interrelation beetween one and another of a lyrical
content. Despite their gift of physical as well as esthetic pleasure not one of the works of art to issue from hands of Gilles roy falls into the facile, banal, and corrupt domain of decoration.

Both by and for their existence alone his paintings require and deserve a rare purity of comprehension and contemplation.

  James Lord