For De (s) rives # 6, 18 artists meet at the Huyghens gymnasium.
12 Rue Huyghens, 75014 Paris.
Exhibition from June 8 to 23, 2023
Free access, compulsory reservation: https://www.eventbrite.com/e/billets-deserves-6-620908292417
Opening on Thursday June 8 from 6 p.m. to 10 p.m. (press from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m.)
Opening weekdays from 5 p.m. to 9 p.m
Opening on Saturday from 2 p.m. to 9 p.m. - Sunday until 6 p.m
End of exposure and performances on June 23 from 2 p.m. to 8 p.m
For De(s)rives # 6, I invite you to follow a course within the unexpected gymnasium Huyghens. Classified Historic Monument, this iron and brick building, built in 1890 by the architect Émile Auburtin, is reminiscent of the great iron hall of the Universal Exhibition of 1889 from which he borrows elements.
It is a loop course, accessible from the mezzanine, to be followed to the rhythm of gymnasts in training.
Between Jean-Michel Alberola and Lucien Pelen, the tone is set: when one writes the word "Parress" in the charcoal, the second bumps hard into the mountains in an endless video. Two extremes that coexist under the sign of art and sport.
There is a time for the well-being and preparation of the body on Gaëlle Choisne's reflexology table, on the yoga mats designed by Elika Hedayat and a time to release energies, those resulting from Melati Suryodarmo's performance.
Further on, Anne Ferrer's Punching Bags question the trauma caused by uncontrolled anger that must be extinguished by a gentle release.
Soothe the heat in a millennial time thanks to the hourglass of Benoît Pype, set his watch with the three clocks of three-eight of Simon Nicaise or even linger on the late calendars of Thibault Scemama of Gialluly.
Put on a piece of macadam, a soft bubble of Stéphane Thidet seems to crystallize a breath. The fragility of our certainties runs through Nobuko Tsuchiya's work made of cotton wool, wool and residual elements.
With Julien Prévieux, the bodies contort under the effect of computer technology and Camille Ménard's machines raise awareness of the nonsense of gestures repeated by habit and of addictions carried like cannonballs.
This is without counting the presence of the lucky charms presented by Beatrice Celli in the form of bells and crowns as well as an owl perched on a railing which rubs shoulders with a sort of pommel horse stung with Edward Lipski amulets .
Here, the games of balloons have no place and that of Fabrice Hyber, neither round, neither oval, is nothing more than a POF. Passed here master of the featherweight category, Honored with O offers a snapshot of lightness, raising a veil of spirituality in the attention paid to the soul of objects.
Before leaving the gymnasium, fortified by this Swiss De (s) with Olympic sports status, we will mop up our foreheads with the sportsman's wrist, personalized by Clementine Mélois. »- Aline Vidal