Bruno Perramant
09 Sep - 18 Oct 2008
BRUNO PERRAMANT
What do we see or not see anymore?
What watches us or has stopped looking?
For his fourth one man show at the gallery in Situ, Bruno Parramant declares and confirms his interest in fiction without abandoning the varied influences on his work: art history, philosophy, literature, film, daily life.
Like popes, the seated ghosts reveal the spirit of Velazquez and hints of a long Roman stopover, calling it The Sophiste while another slant on history marches on through a strange acid colored forest.
Echoing his earlier exhibitions--Si je t’oublie, Paris and Re.noir--the work has evolved by bringing color back from obscurity into the foreground. It’s possible to witness the strategy and affirmation that an investigation of new relationships of color led to an exploration of somber layers of paint and the use of black. Fiction and metamorphosis, color, “troublesome strangeness,” shadows and apparitions, draped folds and unfolding polyptychs make up a baroque quasi performance that like an exorcism answers back to the power of the immovability of images from our world.
The title of the exhibition comes from Rimbaud’s poem Ville des Illuminations. «Also from out my window I see new specters...» again, seeing is the starting point for thought, and there is a renewed focus on apparitions that make it possible to confront the blank stares of the ghosts of our time.
What do we see or not see anymore?
What watches us or has stopped looking?
For his fourth one man show at the gallery in Situ, Bruno Parramant declares and confirms his interest in fiction without abandoning the varied influences on his work: art history, philosophy, literature, film, daily life.
Like popes, the seated ghosts reveal the spirit of Velazquez and hints of a long Roman stopover, calling it The Sophiste while another slant on history marches on through a strange acid colored forest.
Echoing his earlier exhibitions--Si je t’oublie, Paris and Re.noir--the work has evolved by bringing color back from obscurity into the foreground. It’s possible to witness the strategy and affirmation that an investigation of new relationships of color led to an exploration of somber layers of paint and the use of black. Fiction and metamorphosis, color, “troublesome strangeness,” shadows and apparitions, draped folds and unfolding polyptychs make up a baroque quasi performance that like an exorcism answers back to the power of the immovability of images from our world.
The title of the exhibition comes from Rimbaud’s poem Ville des Illuminations. «Also from out my window I see new specters...» again, seeing is the starting point for thought, and there is a renewed focus on apparitions that make it possible to confront the blank stares of the ghosts of our time.