Fazsensual folds in Venice
faz, portrait. Photo © Christian Moser
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Faz's new sculptures, in a very smooth shell white, evoke the sensual folds of a pearl studded fabric. Light sail blowing in the wind, airy curtain sheltering unknown shapes, opaque screen masking reality to make it even more poetical… to hide in order to show better… to reveal nothing … have a guess. "There is what's real and what's unreal. Beyond real and unreal, there is profundity" wrote Montherlant. Just like a stage curtain masking real life and showing an actefact, unless it is the opposite!
This work, sculpted in resin also evokes a sedimentary process, the slow work of time made by the tectonic plates, subduction plates. "Depth , Nietzche said, sometimes hides on the surface". Ages accumulating, eras piling up, unfathomed deeps of our memory, strata of reminiscences and sensations. These sculptures bring forth the cultural and natural heritage of the earth, that of humankind. The surface of these immaculate plates is stirred by the breath it senses, like water under the kiss of wind. And the matter registers the shapes of these whispers that it keeps in memory, like the most sensitive epidermis, as Paul Valery reminds us "What is most profound in a man is its skin" In the whiteness of the material is printed the written word of the wind, traces, scars or tender marks. And Faz recalls Walt Whitman: "Could you imagine just for a minute that all these vertical lines, curves and angles, these tiny dotted seedlings, represented the very words? Not so, the substantial words are at the bottom of the soil and of the ocean, at the bottom of the air, at the bottom of yourself." Isabelle de Maison Rouge
Paris, july 2011 |