• The Lodge

    Les Ailes du Désir by Michel Audiard

Michel Audiard’s angels fly as they please from the hotel de Gouin In Tours to the heart of the forest of
the Duporterie. With the wind, their desires, they come to nest on a terrace ledge, on the roof of the
lodge, or simply land on a branch to converse with the “Z’animaux”: Michel’s musicians who have
taken up residence in this lodge. The decoration is sober and discreet, made of soft and comfortable
materials to share moments of intimacy with them and especially with yourself. To regain your deep
nature and free the angel that is in you.

Michel Audiard’s angels fly as they please from the hotel de Gouin In Tours to the heart of the forest of
the Duporterie. With the wind, their desires, they come to nest on a terrace ledge, on the roof of the
lodge, or simply land on a branch to converse with the “Z’animaux”: Michel’s musicians who have
taken up residence in this lodge. The decoration is sober and discreet, made of soft and comfortable
materials to share moments of intimacy with them and especially with yourself. To regain your deep
nature and free the angel that is in you.

Interview

Michel Audiard

Sculptor

Tell us what motivated you to join this project, how did you draw inspiration from the space and the nature around it ?

Living in Tours, in the far north of Rochecorbon, I am sensitive to nature, to this forest that offers a total change of scenery 20 minutes from the city center, the cathedral and the famous place Plumereau. Once you cross the entrance grid, you don’t know where you are ... you sail from an oak to a pine, passing from one forest to another, from one biotope to another. We travel, we breathe, we let ourselves be carried by the wind and the smells... it’s a magical feeling of freedom so close to a big city. I loved it... and when I went for a walk and I ran into a big deer, I dived!

How did you choose the works that inhabit your lodge ?

I chose angels because angels walk, and as Santa lives in the far north... Here in France angels live in the “lodges forest”, among trees and animals. And there’s a lodge that angels prefer : mine, with its musical animals and that’s where they are when they’re not walking. You don’t believe me? Go ahead and meet them inside on the terrace, in the trees. Have a drink on the terrace, in the relaxing bath with the angels as the only witnesses! Admit that it is unique.

Biography

Michel Audiard

A self-taught sculptor, he created his lost wax bronze foundry in 1978. His creativity opens him to
jewellery of a few grams to sculptures of several tons, including furniture, pens, statues. Nothing
escapes this artist and everything takes life in his hands. In the 1990s, he had fun making sculptural
pens made of magical materials (mammoth ivory, meteorite, petrified wood, etc.) that would travel
around the world. More than 70 heads of state have their “Audiard”. In the 2000s, he made his first
“Passages”. Set of lights and materials highlighting the invisible through his portraits cut from a sheet
of rusty steel, the rust being the patina of iron, the inexorable link to time.
A prolix creator, more than 2,000 passages were created. Numerous exhibitions are dedicated to
him, rewarding his work and making his international reputation today. Then, in 2011, the portal of
«Z’animaux musiciens», a joint work with Pascal Nègre, comes to life. The discovery of the color of
his work is for him his Black square of Malevitch. Nothing will be the same, all his work will be
«color». Winter 2013, his Z’animaux Musiciens are a success and are exhibited at the Palais Garnier in
Paris. His latest creations, a monumental 4.20m long rhino and a «Bear, homage to Pompon» reflect
once again the eclecticism of the artist with a new orientation towards sculpture in polyester resin.

Michel, if you were...

  • A forest of the world :

    Fritzroy Island Forest in Australia

  • A tree :

    An olive tree from the island of Thassos that Darius planted

  • Part of this tree :

    The trunk

  • A forest dweller :

    The great deer

  • A season :

    Fall

  • A mushroom :

    A sparassis

  • A wind :

    The North Wind

  • A smell :

    that of a mushroom