attic space ship
a friend and i took over the attic of my mother’s barn, situated somewhere in the wallonian countryside, to create an exhibition together as well as a meal to share with our friends and visitors. both of us have strong emotional ties to rurality and this space served as a cataclyst for experimentations in our practices, in our own individual ways.
to me, the place was charged of familial and personal history, and i saw an occasion to interact and reprogram ambivalent traces of childhood. a large patchworked fabric becomes a family portrait, a limp wristed body is squished in an enclave of the house, couples of dogs and bunnies feel out of place but look happy...
duo exhibition & activation
mom’s barn
2021