it may be that since my eyesight has deteriorated and because vanity prevents me from wearing glasses, i’ve been drawn to a lot of blurred imagery. the haunting works of thomas devaux is like a treasured mirror. his manipulation of figures reflected in a shadowy way suggests a static portrait of movement; his enigmatic figures claim an almost religious status; reverent, demure and strangely aware. his eye is led by a dynamic re-composition that leaves a layered and lasting impression…