Claire Morgan at Karsten Greve Gallery, Paris, until nov 3rd

Hurry up if you don’t want to miss the great show of a rising young artist in le Marais area, until saturday ! She’s only 32 years old (from Ireland , living in London)and very impressive for her artistic maturity and mastering of different disciplines and techniques : drawing, sculpture,  installation, and taxidermy ! I’ve already told about her last year  (nov 18th) when she exhibited (with Erik Nissbicker by the way) in Conciergerie. Actually I’ve noticed her for the first time at La Fiac last year and I’m still mesmerized by her work  which transcends  images of death (birds and/or insects) through a formal and technical display- a real performance actually- that plays with perception and space. A work in the same time symbolic, esthetic, optical and filled with poetry based on  artistic qualities -nooo, it’s not  a bad word ! and a great rigour in the execution , which is according to me another rare quality today. Enough of cheap and anti-art ! Don’t be afraid by the title of the exhibition “Quietus” with underlying images of death,  and let’s celebrate the birth of a great artist, you will see her name everywhere very soon for sure.

a globe of golden bees attracting black birds in a trap, falling down in a slow choreography

work on paper with traces of taxidermy’s substances

Erik Nussbicker’s performance at Palais the Tokyo

I just come back from an amazing performance given tonight by my friend Erik Nussbicker who was invited to Palais the Tokyo, a famous center for contemporary art in Paris- I would say a laboratory for cutting edge art- for an odd recital …on a deer’s bones. It’s actually a sound piece also called “Le Cerf de Saint Eustache “( Saint Eustachius’ deer), in reference to a wonderful engraving by Durer where we can see the saint kneeling down in front of a deer on whose head a cross is shining between his antlers.In Erik Nussbicker installation we can observe first a carpet made of horse hair , on which is displayed an entire deer’s skeleton. All the bones, so thin and white, had been worked slighty to be “played” by th artist himself : using echoes, vibrations, percussions, from the smallest- like teeth vibrating on the jaw- to the most imposing : the head transformed into a lyre. We feel like being linked back with the forces of nature, paying a tribute to a lord-animal of the forest, making bridges between life/death/ and space even,  through vibes and sound. A great total experience for him as for the audience.