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		<title>TROIS QUATRE &#8211; JOUSSE</title>
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		<category><![CDATA[6 rue Saint Claude]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Clément Borderie]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[JOUSSE]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Julia Rometti]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Victoire Inchauspé]]></category>

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<p>Three is the ternary rhythm of dissonance, disorder, acceleration. To these words artists don’t answer.<br />
Nothing jars, no outward violence.<br />
It took a quartet then, of time round and long.</p>
<p>The number four is bound by balance, imposes suppleness and seasons. For don’t we say three, four before the choir’s first beat?</p>
<p>A fourth performer is the exhibition’s natural guest,<br />
she is the works’ roots and the substance enlacing them. Clément, Julia, Victoire and Atmosphere.<br />
Four beings who hang measure on time.<br />
In the foreground, therefore,<br />
the living in all their materials.</p>
<p>In mute transaction with the landscapes without judgement Clément Borderie records the discreet absorption of the years</p>
<p>that spit their ages on window blinds</p>
<p>or leave their marks on docile matrices. He’ll wait for the time it takes,<br />
the time that exceeds and evades us</p>
<p>the time that undoes all our certainties.</p>
<p>Light sometimes invites itself<br />
through windows identical in proportion</p>
<p>to Julia Rometti’s canvases.<br />
Behind the still flat tint of sand and bone, edges fade in reflections. In front, seashells rise to the surface of several millennia<br />
when Paris was ocean and the ocean alone on Earth.<br />
Piece by piece, stone by stone,<br />
the works hailed to the anonymity of ancestors: flesh land sea.</p>
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<p>To protect the foundations,<br />
wishes are melted into thistles.<br />
Victoire Inchauspé’s sculptures are smitten</p>
<p>with fragile existences and strong molts like a petrified mimosa awaiting spring,<br />
like a stunned stag antlerless in winter,<br />
like all life fulfilled in a handful of dust.</p>
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<p>Atmosphere strikes the first note. A minim Incandescent light and false-friend silence</p>
<p>motors, footsteps, bursts of voices, humming fragments of Paris’s lament. Atmosphere suspends the shadows that make works, bodies and feelings<br />
exist by detachment.<br />
The shared melody is in tune.</p>
<p>Three, four.</p>
<p>Anne Bourrassé, translated by Sean Mark</p>
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		<title>HAHN &#8211; JOUSSE</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Dec 2021 16:40:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[6 rue Saint Claude]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[75003 Paris]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Clarisse Hahn]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Galerie Jousse Entrrpise]]></category>

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<p style="text-align: left;"><br role="presentation" />Paris’ popular districts, its markets, its traffic, its kebabs, crossing, sometimes exhibited bodies.<br role="presentation" />Money circulating as fast as gazes. Cigarette-sellers reign under the air metro Barbès. People act like observation axes: nothing escapes them. «Street Princes» is part of «Boyzone», a long-term project in which Clarisse Hahn observes situations in which human bodies structure our relationship to space and intimacy.<br role="presentation" />Bodies, gazes: Clarisse Hahn’s films and photographies, focused on communities and rituals, go beyond the Other’s consent to be observed. They show how social beings can use the act of being observed as a medium of expression: being observed without being submitted. Rather than ethnographer, Clarisse Hahn acts as a documentarist whose attitude is everything but egoist: the artist disappears behind human bodies expressing their strength, their weakness and their pain &#8211; but also their history.<br role="presentation" />By using archival images, Clarisse Hahn creates a sort of desynchronization reflecting invisible genealogies. These jung people are the heirs of those French soldiers who were recruited during the colonization era. No matter if irony or historical trick, heroes and anti-heroes become here one same thing. Barbès, as a street of miracles, hosts the Ancient as well as the Excluded. The latter carry the signs of a history which has all but recovered. Bruised chairs as well as memories. Many cultures host some kind of «Boyzone» : in joy, in incarceration, in devotion, in survival, in labor, humans speak the language of their anatomy. A procession of both soft and brutal attitudes walks down the street, Clarisse Hahn observes «people between people». Her experience as a documentarist allows the construction of an invisible presence. Human gazes acts like as objects, human bodies are erotic. In those cold mornings, the male gaze has evaporated.<br role="presentation" />It snowed in Barbès last winter. Last winter, it snowed in Alger as well.</p>
<p style="text-align: right;"><br role="presentation" />Michel Poivert, 2021</p>
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