Simone Fattal: with the contribution of Eugénie Paultre

Trouble. Torment. Disorder. Disaster. Terror. Excess. Bursting. Spurting.

And everything else that emerges untouched from an absolute abandonment...: the tasks of our enigmas - which seek themselves out in any form; the dots in our dramas, the signs of our inevitable dispersal - scattered petals swirled by a backward wind. Here where a history of upheaval and collision is written, delicacy serves gesture’s vivacity, seizing our heart to brutallyreanimate it.

It’s certainly a state of trance that produces these visions... And what is trance if not the troubling expression of our mysteries finding their way? It deserves to be bluntly unveiled to reveal the background of our lives thrown into a frantic dance of questioning.

Deep within us, colored signals confront Darkness - a black magma where brilliance is created.

Split in two, our inner theater allows a dialogue between brightness and darkness to pierce through, allowing something to speak, to begin speaking.

A duality, as if to reshape emotion into a simple form: night and day - opacity and transparency - minimal coordinates of mind. Thus, the artist’s innermost nature is stripped bare: a mad stampede, one innate and irreversible movement, towards the void, towards a je ne sais quoi?

This is never without crisis: here, we see it with the naked eye, often lurking behind the shimmering surfaces of art works. There, we are face to face with the matrix, with the roaring motor of the artist’s passion. We see with our own eyes what others conceal, secretly nourishing themselves with the blazing fire of life’s madness.

Four cartographies of the soul - unveiled mid-explosion, fusion, effusion - celebrate this immense experience, which consents to being torn apart in unconceivable ways.

Art is also at this price. So, yes, why hide it?

Eugénie Paultre 

Translated from French