Emilie Bosquet

What does your art bring to you?

Art brings me a life philosophy and an understanding of what is beauty to me. Wherever I look around, I am seeking contrast, rhythms, shapes, tones and a sense of harmony.

I try to incorporate and interpret what I see into the environment I am living in, in the way I dress and also in my work.

What artwork would you like to see in real life?

I would like to see Fillip Malyavin’s painting, which is “Whirlwind”.

What are your inspirations?

Nature is my biggest source of inspiration for sure. Then you have human artists, who will never be as good as Mother Nature to me but are still very inspiring.

Some of them are students of various art schools, universities and academies around the world.

For example, I love to have a look at the works of the students of the I.E. Repin St. Petersburg State Academic Institute of Painting, Sculpture and Architecture.  I also love to see what the students of my own alma mater are currently working on. It’s interesting to see how different generations and individuals, of course, interpret the same creative exercises we have been given.

Creative friends are a great source of inspiration, they won’t just inspire you, they will move you to act creatively.

Sha’ an D’Anhtes is currently one of my biggest sources of inspiration. She is an amazing illustrator with a colourful personality based in Australia.

Mauritius, home, of course, is one big inspiration, a forever one. And to name two great artists that never stop feeding my colour palettes:  Malcolm de Chazal and more recently Henry Koombes, both of them brought a lot of colour into my work.

What are your dreams?

I dream of visiting a  maximum of museums and galleries around the world.

The second dream of mine is being able to have that constant energy and thrill that makes you want to continue evolving and creating.

I did not yet find my dream projects to work on, but rather artistic goals to archive.

What is your favourite quote?

“Inspiration is a guest that does not willingly visit the lazy.”  By Peter Ilyich Tchaikovsky.