Trembling Reveries
A space under construction, Paris, June 2019
“I feels like a pilot without itinerary… Things are definitively changing, the idyllic postcard of a heavenly nature is trembling…”
During the opening a person was wearing a tailor-made look of the collection. This person was wandering around, naturally talking to visitors about her worries, and those related to the diary. The evening ended with a live music performance by Morgan Friedrich.
She writes
HELL
Terroir, territory, pure danger
Chewed away by a hamster
The outline of her memory
A postcard, a frozen landscape
White Wild Wilderness
Enclose, protect, dominate
Domesticated, well bred, elevated
Above the ground
An Extraterrestrial
Overhanging
her bubble Her sphere
A climax, a bunker
In the denial of the real
She raves
Unplugged like a plastic bottle cap
Elle rêve
Detached like a soilless nomade
She raves
On the ground
The traces of a hanging breast disappear
There is no more grace which holds
Disunited, denatured, ill
A gardener kills a sorcerer’s apprentice
Do with
Deal With
A new relation
An non-automated control