Four projections. Four different videos on four walls, accompanied by a soundtrack. There is a bench in the middle of the room. Images are very large, taking almost the entire width of the walls. The dimensions vary depending on where the projectors are located.
The alchemical imagery is fascinating. The many books known to us such as Mutus Liber, Atalanta Fugiens, the Tabula Smaragdina and others show a very particular dialectic relationship between the pictures. The reader can almost communicate with the image, through its symbolic structure. Clues and metaphors come to create a true emotional dialogue. It is a question of touching the soul precisely where feelings and the intellect connect.
Streams proposesfour murals, like paintings. Four walls of projected and looped images. They all have as a starting point a moment of an infant's life (feeding, bathing , playing , sleeping ). Then some ramifications come to play: other images, creating a route. A thought circuit is offered, like an iconographic space where the mind can build stories.
These images are slightly animated, as if they still had a scrap of life. Similar to gifs they allow the viewer's gaze to come and go, forming a kind of narration. The tiny movement looped as evidence of life.
These images are redesigned and reinterpreted archive images. Found in old advertisements or educational films, they are themselves traces of the past. They are part of the Collective Unconscious. They have a poetic density because of the pictorial gesture. Through drawing, they are sensualized.
The Atalanta Fugiens by Michael Maier, the famous alchemist who lived in Prague, uses music to reach the "revolution " . The image / music combination is complex. Ideally, it is not the music that produces the work but the work that produces music. Stream is thus designed with a soundtrack. The music floats in the room and unites the images.
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«Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!
Comets, importing change of times and states,
Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky»
W. Shakespeare, Henry VI
This is an immersive experience, a dream world that questions our relationship to the marvelous. What is it to believe in another version of reality? A dream, a fantasy, an escape, or the power of poetry?
Four walls, four situations.
A man sleeps, surrounded by the mist of his dreams. A woman tells a story on the bedside of an ailing friend, while some heavily concerned eyes are staring at them.
In a movie theater, a couple is caught in a gazing game while a woman on the screen, in bed, seems to be in a trance. A priest with stern and cold eyes. Over him, a thick emptiness.
This work proposes a narrative that constantly renews itself. Every "situation" requires interpretation, and evokes images of the Collective Unconscious with a taste of the Fantastic.
