{"id":10536,"date":"2023-08-03T20:36:45","date_gmt":"2023-08-03T19:36:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.instantsvideo.com\/blog\/?post_type=portfolio&p=10536"},"modified":"2023-08-03T20:42:04","modified_gmt":"2023-08-03T19:42:04","slug":"mort-un-moment","status":"publish","type":"portfolio","link":"https:\/\/www.instantsvideo.com\/blog\/video\/mort-un-moment\/","title":{"rendered":"Mort, un moment"},"content":{"rendered":"

Mort, un Moment<\/em> a \u00e9t\u00e9 inspir\u00e9 par le suicide de deux de mes s\u0153urs et le cancer fatal de mon p\u00e8re.\u00a0Ce fil conducteur bouleversant a donn\u00e9 naissance \u00e0 un ensemble plus enveloppant qu\u2019\u00e9prouvant, car il y a de la douceur \u00e0 se sentir proche de l\u2019\u00eatre absent, il y a de la douceur \u00e0 apaiser une r\u00e9alit\u00e9 brute, universelle, en la sublimant dans une \u0153uvre.\u00a0Gr\u00e2ce aux outils num\u00e9riques, je travaille par couches d\u2019images et de son pour rendre compte de l\u2019entrelacs po\u00e9tique que l\u2019on cr\u00e9e en soi quand on est plong\u00e9 dans son for int\u00e9rieur, arrim\u00e9 aux sensations et aux visions que l\u2019on a d\u2019un \u00eatre qui nous manque. Le th\u00e8me est trait\u00e9 avec variations :\u00a0chaque exp\u00e9rience de la disparition d\u2019autrui est unique, symbolique et toujours fragmentaire. Des images tournent en boucle et se transforment, comme nos souvenirs dans les moments de fusion avec l\u2019\u00eatre qui obs\u00e8de notre pens\u00e9e, un \u00e9tat dans lequel c\u2019est aussi nous-m\u00eames qui disparaissons, un \u00e9tat par lequel, progressivement, nous-m\u00eames \u00e9voluons.\u00a0C\u2019est un parcours de r\u00e9miniscences, de fuite, de manque, de prise de conscience et de nouvelles perceptions auquel je vous convie, un espace interm\u00e9diaire, entre conscient et inconscient, o\u00f9 tout un chacun se rejoint au-del\u00e0 de la culture, dans le monde cach\u00e9 des sens.<\/p>\n

Momently gone was inspired by the suicides of two of my sisters and the fatal cancer of my father. This deeply moving thread has given rise to a body of work that is more enveloping than trying, because there is a gentleness in feeling close to someone who is absent, there is a gentleness in soothing a raw, universal reality by sublimating it in a work of art. Using digital tools, I work in layers of images and sound to capture the poetic intertwining that we create within ourselves when we are immersed in our innermost being, attached to the sensations and visions we have of someone we miss. The theme is treated with variation: each experience of the disappearance of another is unique, symbolic and always fragmentary. Images loop and transform, like our memories in moments of fusion with the being who obsesses our thoughts, a state in which it is also ourselves who disappear, a state through which, gradually, we ourselves evolve. It’s a journey of reminiscence, escape, lack, awareness and new perceptions to which I invite you, an in-between space, between the conscious and the unconscious, where everyone can find themselves beyond culture, in the hidden world of the senses.<\/em><\/p>\n

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