Artist olamborayLa Hulpe, Belgium | 1968, Belgium
My name is Olivier Lamboray and I am a 44-year old, Belgian artist who currently lives in Indonesia with my Indonesian wife and three-year old daughter. I have been painting since 1992 and have, to date, had many successful exhibitions in Belgium, Thailand, Indonesia, England and France.
’ Painting is my Life ‘… Would really define who I am.
My paintings clearly reflect the duality of my love for my Mother-Nation Belgium, its shinny paved streets, trams and atmospheres mixed with the colors, the flowers and women of this paradisiacal island where I live.
Surrealism is very present in our Belgian culture and I have been fascinated by it since my early years… The magical feeling of the surreal dream...
It started when I was may be 4 or 5 Y. O. We were living not far from the airport and I was pointing at the planes in the sky, but more especially from the garden of my grand-mother
A bit later I tried to imagine where these planes were going, the people inside them, their stories, the sun waiting for them… It was always a holyday, not a business trip… A Happy Thing
Then I started travelling with my parents, 4 continents and 28 countries… and I lost my orientation on the way, and got lost on an island at the end of the world..... Facing the horizon for many years....the infinite...the reflection of the self... Facing myself.
Running the world wasn't leading anywhere, I was just making circles around the globe, turning around my quest... drop my small suitcase. The answers I was seeking were inside me, so I started another journey... I left everything behind and started travelling inwards myself... No boundaries, no limits... An horizon pushed back to the infinite, without limits, a surreal sight of the self... I was on my way to the roots of my deeper self, to whom I really am.
… And like the Paulo Coelho’s Alchemist, it takes around the globe to realize that what we are looking for is inside us.
The steps on this opposite path were difficult ... A dangerous trip where it is easy to get lost in the darkness of the loneliness, teasing craziness, in the deep places of the mind....it was like walking on a wire at the edge of the world.
Love is the string that pulled me back from falling at the edge of the world.
Love is the strength that carries me every day.
Love is the inspiration of the divine secrets.
It is the essence of Life
Painting brings me euphorically feelings and equilibrium between my utopist vision of the world and the reality we live in...
It’s a journey
And it’s amazing
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