"A piece of furniture needs to emanate from silence so that we can love it for a long time," says Eric Schmitt, who is content to show rather than demonstrate. Man hates revealing himself so let his objects do it for him".
The naive arch of a marble cabinet or the calm silhouette of a Jarre table which seems to be there "ad vitam aeternam" evoke a childhood spent in the Poitou of Romanesque churches.
The expressive wrought iron of the autodidact who himself forged all his first pieces: his rock, barbaric, and urban period punctuated by the blows of his power hammer.
Research on balance and the apparent loss of balance with tables and consoles in folded bronze or associated with materials that contrast with the rigidity of metal materialize the abandonment of ornament.
The curve he works tirelessly up to a vocabulary of forms that draws the personality of an eternally dissatisfied utopian.
The forest of Fontainebleau which overflows into his studio and inspires freer pieces: the symbolized nature found in the series of tree stumps and bronze rocks.
And then always, chiaroscuro, lightness and density, old-fashioned materials associated with those of today. Everything that is fashionable goes out of fashion said Cocteau, and it is always a little presumptuous to use the term "timeless" but Eric Schmitt's objects had better deserve it because they are practically indestructible... vestiges of a civilization yet to be invented.