Georges LACOMBE, born June 18, 1868 in Versailles, died June 29, 1916 in Alençon, is a French painter and sculptor of the Nabi movement. Georges LACOMBE comes from a wealthy family. His journalist father and former jeweler is experienced in woodworking. Her mother Laure paints and draws skillfully. His parents gave him a strict religious education with the Eudists at Saint-Jean-de-Béthune at Versailles. He later became a convinced anticlerical. He has a workshop in his parents' garden, frequents Versailles society, spends the summer in Brittany and in 1892, by mutual friends, meets Paul SERUSIER who paints a Breton themed fresco in his Versailles workshop. The Nabis visit him to admire the work. LACOMBE joined their group and exhibited in 1893 two wood carvings at Le Barc de Boutteville. In 1893, he discovered forty-four paintings from Paul GAUGUIN's first stay in Tahiti at the Durand-Ruel gallery. In 1894, he experimented with neo-impressionism with Théo VAN RYSSELBERGHE. In 1899, he received his friend Paul RANSON whose health had deteriorated and who would participate in the decoration of his house L'Ermitage. He did not leave until 1905. LACOMBE exhibits five paintings at the Salon des Indépendants. He sculpts a lot, notably heads for the puppet theater of L'Abbé Prout, written and drawn by his friend Paul-Élie RANSON in 1901, who dedicated to him one of the scenes in the play L'Armoire des voluptés, then he painted landscapes of Brittany. Sheltered from financial worries by his marriage to Marthe WENGER, he never tried to sell his paintings. He lives near Alençon at L'Ermitage which his painter friends will decorate. He sculpts the bust of Paul-Élie RANSON after his death in 1909. LACOMBE occasionally teaches sculpture at the Ranson Academy. The First World War touched him and, suffering from tuberculosis, he died on June 29, 1916. His Nabi adventure lasted only five years, but will assure the painter his place in the history of art. LACOMBE is a mystic who has no faith. Everything in his painting surprises, worries, invents, is a consciousness of union with the world beyond appearances. A raw, true art, made up of undergrowth of silence, unusual seas, creations of the world, latent miracles, red seas crossed by a black rider, yellow skies cut out by silhouettes, rocks like barbarian idols, landscape of the beginning of the world, of the immanent secret.